• Why won’t you tell me?

    Why can’t I tell you?

    I want to, but I’ll just seem controling.

    I don’t want this to go any farther.

    I wanna turn the tables, and turn back time.

    I wanna stop the crap exploding from my mind.

    Please, don’t call me weird, don’t bash me around.

    Don’t feel sorry, don’t regret, don’t pity.

    I feel maybe a little bit happier with myself.

    Don’t blame yourself, cause I don’t blame you.