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you tell me that you love me, and you promise you'll come home,and each night I sit here waiting by the phone. You would think I would get a grip and start to see the light, everything is not alright. You ask to please trust you each time you go, but really theres no point, it's like I already know. I'll be here waiting just like before, knowing , and still anticipating you walking through the door. I do not blame myself, I've givin you so many chances, but each time I am let down by daily circumstances. Its a cycle and I know it well, but still I believe you and wish I would have never fell. I expect something knowing it wont come true, I let me down, but now the jokes on you. HAHA