Why should I... be the one
Sitting here.... all alone
While you move on
Why don't I too go home
I sit down and pour a cup
I know you won't like me drinking sitting up
But I am thinking to give up
I thought you were kind of good looking
We fit together like a pair of hands
I even liked all the words you always said
You always said.. even when foolish words in my head
But I'm not perfect enough
I just want to be aheadBut I'm not perfect enough
Not over not perfect enough
Not ever perfect enough
Why should I... be the one
Sitting here.... all alone
While you move on
Why don't I too go home
I sit down and pour a cup
I know you won't like me drinking sitting up
But I am thinking to give up
I thought I liked you drunk or like you mad
Then the lies came
If I took a kiss you never knew
You have no right to know their name
I don't know what that might do to you
Maybe I should move on too
Comeone won't you make a move
Why should I... be the one
Sitting here.... all alone
While you move on
Why don't I too go home
I sit down and pour a cup
I know you won't like me drinking sitting up
But I am thinking to give up
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