confused
by blondie
The way about you i feel,
Is that it cant be real.
The things i want to say,
I cant because i cant find a way.
If feelings could talk would i let them speak?
No i would keep them shut deep.
Its not what i want, but how it must be
No one can know even if you do see.
Do you feel the same or is it a game?
Should i want to care,
No because its to dumb to dare.
Why do i feel this when i cant,
I shouldnt, i couldnt, and i wouldnt.
So, so what if its real, its the deal.
Me and you cant be true
Because of me and him you wont try,
And thats why i sit here lost
In your lies because i cant see past your eyes.