You Tell me that you love me.
You tell them you like her.
Who you are talking about I can not be sure.
I want things to be how they are in my mind
but to me it feels like I'm wasting your time.
If its me you want then let me know.
because i'm sick of just putting on a show.
It feels like I'm sitting in the rain
Waiting for things that aren't going to change.
I see what they tell me
I want those memories to fade.
You've done it to them
You'd do it to me
but without you I feel incomplete.
I've never opened my heart this much
It doesnt help that i melt from your touch.