I thought I was the girl with everything
If only you could stay
Thought I had it all and anything
But those were lies I've been forced to say
And find myself searching;
Looking at all the things you've been saying to me:
No reasons. No answers.
Why couldn't I see?
Do I deceive myself?
Make of things what I want them to be
all through those days
when you were all that meant to me?
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
I thought I was the girl with everything
If only you could stay
Thought I had it all and anything
But those were lies I've been forced to say
And find myself searching;
Looking at all the things you've been saying to me:
No reasons. No answers.
Why couldn't I see?
Do I deceive myself?
Make of things what I want them to be
all through those days
when you were all that meant to me?
