Halfway there but not just yet. Not even close to where we want to get. Slam the car door before the tears fall. I won’t let you see what this really does to me…
Remember. All along. Who you are. Where you’re from…
I have my doubts and thats a fact. You come here and then you go back. I’d just like to know where I stand with you. Sweet words don’t ring true if you don’t follow through…
So you’re going again. Cause its time to go home. Just like every night. I’ m gonna sleep here alone
Rememeber…
What did I do to get myself so sensitive ?
How did it get to be so very complexative ? Wrap myself up in cellophane To protect me from the pain…