There it is again You take what you see at face value You don't see what it meant to me There you are again Getting upset before I can explain Convinced you know better, my efforts in vain There I go again Feeling bad for speaking my mind I know your heart is gentle, But truthfully so is mine.
I throw up words all over these pages Refreshing pages for your pieces but just seeing blank spaces I do this for hours and still I am late And you think I'm contemplating the most destructive fate
I guess you genuinely never really understood me at all