it's not about the
way you look at me at
three am in the morning
or the fact that
idon'tthinkyouloveme,
('causeiknowyoudo)
it's more the whole
im-not-sure-who-i-am-anymore and
i-need-you-to-tell-me-the-right-answer.
it's that sometimes,
just once in a while
i'd like for you to tell me that
you need me a wee bit
*(i know it's against your
i-need-noone-'cause-i-don't-care-about
anyone-more-than-they-care-about-me philosophy,
but could you, just once in a while,
tell me what i need to hear?)*
I know honesty's the best policy
and all that sort of
over-estimated crap
but once in a while
i'd like for you to lie