Hours and hours on the phone
Talking and talking about nothing at all
Wishing and hoping that this always, stay the same
Lying and saying this will never change

I'm sorry that I can't
Be the one that makes you sane
I'm sorry that I can't stop thinking about you
And that causes me to go insane

I sit here realizing nothings the same
That to you my heart is a game
You said that you didn't want,
to put me in shame
But you turned out to be way lame

Your warms hands against my skin your soft lips against my cheek our love for each other its what makes me feel complete.

Trying to make sense of life trying to find out where I belong where my life is headed what I've done wrong.