I can tell that something is wrong,
Thought I'm not yet sure what it is.
You have got me feeling,
As though I am the one at fault.
I sit here racking my brain,
Tryin to see my mistake.
And I can't help but wonder,
If these are your intentions.
I wish I knew what it was,
That I'm apparently doing wrong.
Then maybe i wouldn't be sitting here,
Trying to explain all of this.
You would think that after everything,
We've already been through,
That I should have no problem in,
Believing that we can pull through this,
Whatever 'this' maybe,
I still havent figured it out.
Apparently things change,
But things would be so much easier,
If they didnt.
