Fill me in

by Mild insomnia   Jul 29, 2004


You never fill me in on time,
It’s not like I can read your mind.
What’s mine is yours, and yours is mine,
When you wanna share drop me a line.

You keep things to yourself,
It’s not good for your health.

Answer the question, what is going on?
Why can’t you tell me? Cos you know I care!
Seems I’ve been asking this for so long,
Stop trying to hide, cos it isn’t fair!

Is it something I have done or said?
Gimmie some clues, this really hurts my head.
Can’t ya come clean? I feel mislead.
You can tell me, don’t treat me like I’m dead.

Why can’t you just say?
Don’t turn me away…

Answer the question, what is going on?
Why can’t you tell me? Cos you know I care!
Seems I’ve been asking this for so long,
Stop trying to hide, cos it isn’t fair!

Is there no way I can help?
Gotta sort this for yourself?

Answer the question, what is going on?
Why can’t you tell me? Cos you know I care!
Seems I’ve been asking this for so long,
Stop trying to hide, cos it isn’t fair!

Answer the question, what is going on?
Why can’t you tell me? Cos you know I care!
Seems I’ve been asking this for so long,
Stop trying to hide, cos it isn’t fair!

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