As these cold tears run down my cheeks
I have to wonder what I did to deserve this
For every doubt, I proved you wrong
But for me, you cant provide the same courtesy
As much as I try to hold you close
You find ways to push me away
Should I have to sit around and wonder
Where you are or who youre with?
How many more times can I stand to be hurt?
I guess what they say is true
A womans intuition is always right.