what made me think
"how can you say that with a straight face?"
when you asked, "when will we meet again?"
any time you talk too much, I know you don't get it
for a moment, I see your bluff and I cry
do my tears even work on you?
I keep saying
"I want to be loved"
in my own special way,
but you still don't get the hint
I have this nagging feeling
that I'll never see you again
I wish I could tell you,
but I can't find the words
maybe I'd rather listen to you lie,
I can't even say
"don't leave me"
when you let go of my hand,
will you forget about me?