I can't say it enough (
I love you)
I can't hear it enough (
I love you)
My fanciful epithets and sorrowful songs of hope and pain are lost to me now, (
so much for the loquacious bard)
All I have is truth
And I'm having to hide it...
when that is asked of me, I begin to wonder, "Do I really know the
truth, Have I been
trusted with it, Or am I just another sucker being played with....
a toy....
again
My pain is growing without your touch to quell it
I need to be by your side
(Tell me again that you want me)
Why do I feel as if
you're avoiding me?
Why do I feel like
I'm being lied to?
Why can't I just trust you?
still waiting....
(I hate waiting).....