It's been a long time since I haven't think all to myself about what's been going on
See you’re always in my thoughts, dreams and even when I talk it seems like forever only about you
Every time I think you love me you really don’t love me
So let's get this straight where going to talk face to face and there shouldn’t be a lie
I know deep downside nobody wants to get hurt, but they are getting hurt somehow in someway
Every nightmare I have it comes true so many times
Now I'm sick of tried benign played with my poor heart has been broken so many times
But you put together all my broken piece of my heart with just your voice, smile or even laugh
It's like I'm under some spell of yours forever and beyond witch I don't mind at all
It's funny when you say I'm going to call I wait beside my bed waiting for you to call instead I get nothing at all
Sometimes I swear if there was this hotter chick you would forget about me and call her instead
You might think that I'm jealous of that the truth is no it just hurts knowing I've been used like that
When you say you love me do you really mean it? Or is it just a hurting word to you for me?
I don't know what it is I don’t know what I have done
Yeah people change, but like it says "Things change people" maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm right
What I want to know is baby is it going to be all right?
I'm sick of guessing if your trying not to hurt me if you love me were straight up with it instead being so low
Be a caring person if you love me so damn well don't hide what you want to say to me
You think your going to hurt me for telling me the truth? You wouldn’t even hurt me if you would be so damn up straight with me in the first place
That's alright I anti stupid I'm just following my heart and it points to you
Don't say find another guy; because I love you too damn much to compare them to you!
There isn't a guy in this world that could say I love you or how you sing and make me laugh or even when you make me cry
I've tried so many times to carry on I couldn't I've tried so hard and if it's suppose to be a mystery then let it be
Because I'm sick of guessing I'm sick of being hurt, but I'm not sick of loving you so that's why I must go threw it so much
Here is the story of someone I dearly love
