You say, it's all in my head;
And the things I think, just don't make sense?
So where you been then? Don't go all Coy!
Don't turn it round on me, like it's all my fault...
See I can see, that look in your eyes'
The one that shoots me, each and every time!
You grace me with your cold shoulder:
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
You shower me with words made of Knives!
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
These days, when I see you...
You make it look like, I'm see-through!
Do tell me why? you waste our time'
When you heart ain't admitting you're not satisfied:
You know I know, just how you - feel:
I'm starting to find myself feeling that way too...
When you, grace me with your cold shoulder:
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
You shower me with words made of Knives!
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
Time and time again I play the role of fool:
(Just for you)
Even in the daylight when you came in'
(I don't see you)
Try to look for things I hear but our eyes never find:
Though I do know how you play...
You grace me with your cold shoulder:
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
You shower me with words made of Knives!
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
You grace me with your cold shoulder:
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
You shower me with words made of Knives!
Whenever you look at me - I wish I was her'
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