The way you think to me just doesn't make sense.
One second you want to talk, but then the next?
Nothing but silence.
I sometimes feel as if I’m nothing more than a pet that’s compliant.
You think I feel nothing, but it’s really not the case.
I sometimes think why we talk in the first place.
You get me mad on purpose and you think that it’s cool
And half the time you think I’m a fool.
But then you do something wonderful and I rethink my thoughts.
The reason I was mad? Well I guess I forgot.
But why do you do it? Why is it cool?
That you put me in a position where I look like a fool.
Is it how I look? Is it how I dress?
The way you look at me, you think I’m mess.
I just know it. And you think you don’t show it
And the necklace I got you I think I’ll just hold it.
So I’m not angry or going on defense, it’s just…
The way you think to me just doesn't make sense.
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
The way you think to me just doesn't make sense.
One second you want to talk, but then the next?
Nothing but silence.
I sometimes feel as if I’m nothing more than a pet that’s compliant.
You think I feel nothing, but it’s really not the case.
I sometimes think why we talk in the first place.
You get me mad on purpose and you think that it’s cool
And half the time you think I’m a fool.
But then you do something wonderful and I rethink my thoughts.
The reason I was mad? Well I guess I forgot.
But why do you do it? Why is it cool?
That you put me in a position where I look like a fool.
Is it how I look? Is it how I dress?
The way you look at me, you think I’m mess.
I just know it. And you think you don’t show it
And the necklace I got you I think I’ll just hold it.
So I’m not angry or going on defense, it’s just…
The way you think to me just doesn't make sense.