Why

Why do you do, all the things you do

To me, why can’t you see, that I have feelings too

Don’t you think that you, might be out of line

Maybe I don’t have the time

Should I take this as a sign

And I don’t find this remotely funny

How you took my time and you took my money

An you never gave anything back at all

I’m glad you find it, slightly amusing

That it’s you who does all the picking and choosing

And you never give anything back at all

Why do you say, all the things you say

Does it make you feel better, to treat people that way

Don’t you know that you, find it so easy to lie

When all I do is try

Maybe I should cut the line

And I don’t find this remotely funny

How you took my time and you took my money

An you never gave anything back at all

I’m glad you find it, slightly amusing

That it’s you who does all the picking and choosing

And you never give anything back at all

And it’s breaking my heart, to see the way you’ve ended up

Nobody’s trying to wind you up

Or bring you down

And it’s breaking my heart, to see the way you’ve ended up

Nobody’s trying to wind you up

Or bring you down

And it’s breaking my heart, to see the way you’ve ended up

Nobody’s trying to wind you up

Or bring you down