I wake up each morning,
looking at your face...

Raindrops fall against the glass
as I try to let my anger pass...

The first time I saw you,
I have to confess...

I'm sitting here,
on this cold concrete step...

As I sit here all alone
with nothing but my tears...

Can you not hear me
am I not loud enough...

Don't pretend to love me
when you know that it's not true...