Sunday 11 July 2010

Help

I don't know what you want from me
But isn't it plain to see
Whatever I'm doing
You just can't let it be

I'm sorry that I went out with my friends
I'm sorry I wanted some space
I'm sorry I stayed in with you

What is it you want from me?

A padlock on the door
Or for me to go out more?
What is it you want from me?

I'm sorry that I cut my hair
I'm sorry that I ate my share
I'm sorry I can't ignore
Your hypocritical ways

I know what I want from you
Isn't it plain to see
Whatever you're doing
I want you away from me

7/4/05

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