Monday, February 23, 2009

tell me why

I took a chance, I took a shot
and you might think I'm bulletproof, but I'm not
You took a swing, I took it hard
and down here from the ground I see who you are
I'm sick and tired of your attitude
I'm feeling like I don't know you
You tell me that you love then you cut me down
and I need you like a heartbeat
but you know you got a mean streak
makes me run for cover when you're around
and heres to you and you're temper
yes, I remember what you said last night
and I know that you see what you're doing to me
tell me why
You could write a book on how to ruin someones perfect day
well I get so confused and frustrated
forget what I'm trying to say, oh
I'm sick and tired of your reasons
I got no one to believe in
you tell me that you want me, then push me around
and I need you like a heartbeat
but you know you got a mean streak
makes me run for cover when you're around
and heres to you and you're temper
yes, I remember what you said last night
and I know that you see what you're doing to me
tell me why
Why do you have to make me feel small
so you can feel whole inside
why do you have to put down my dreams
so you're the only thing on my mind
I'm sick and tired of your attitude
I'm feeling like I don't know you
you tell me that you want me then you cut down
I'm sick and tired of your reasons
I got no one to believe in
you ask me to love you then you push me around
heres to you and you're temper
yes, I remember what you said last night
and I know that you see what you're doing to me
tell me why, why, tell me why
I take a step back, let you go
told you Im not bulletproof, now you know

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