Tell me you love me and mean it
Don't tell me empty words
If you don't mean it then why bother?
Make me believe it with what you do
Tell me with flowers, caresses and smiles
Then tell me you love me again

Tell me that you're sorry
I need to know that you feel it
Don't kinda sorta apologize
Own up to how you made me feel
No excuses or explanations
Just tell me you're sorry and mean it

Words are just sounds and symbols
Meaningless without intent
We use them, twist them, abuse them
Too often we say without thinking
So tell me and actually mean it

Tell me that you believe in me
Don't take it back in a minute
Those words that cut negate your praise
You can't have it every way
Either you have faith or you don't
Will you tell me that you believe?

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We have this tendency to tell people the things we think we should say, because it's what you say in that situation, because you're supposed to, or because it will get us what we want. We've all been told something that we couldn't believe. Or shouldn't have believed. We've all doubted words. This is about those times when it hurts to doubt, when you want to scream at the person for uttering the words but not taking it further than empty sounds on their lips.

updated May 31 '09 by CheshireGrin