| running from this, running from us theres no point, no reason to discuss you dont want this, you never did you played me, you confused me ruin everything i think is us ruin everything i want us to be you know i want you still but thinking of me makes u feel ill i sit with nothing but the cold air at night what if i did this to you would you feel right? i cry and have everybody around me to help but you dont even give me a call to calm my tears you dont even pay attention anymore its my wounded heart u knew u tore please show you care, dont be so cold or dont, be how you are, dont handle what uve done to me, this is getting so old |
| What you did |
| 10/24/02 |