What do you want from me?
Can't be the money
Can't be the riches

Why do you love me?
Can't be the wits
Can't be the laughter

Why are you looking at me like that?
Can't be the looks
Can't be the smile

Each time you're telling me
That you love me
That you need me
That I am everything
You ever wanted
All I want to do is
Hit your beautiful face
As hard as I can

I don't want anyone
To look at me like that

It makes it harder for me
To simply walk away