
| I have to ask
Author: Dreamer Thinker And I have to ask myself:/ Am I so blind that I can't see/ The image in the mirror that's me/ Screaming out for help?/ And I have to ask you:/ How can you call me your girl/ When you make my world whirl/ With all the things that you do./ And I have to ask,/ I have to ask./ Am I in denial. or/ Are you wearing a mask?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 455 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-15-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3058405
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Verse 1
Now it's been three hours.
The sky's cleared from the shower.
I'm lying alone and bored on my bed.
You haven't made it home yet.
Verse 2
I've got no clue where you are.
But I do know that you're with her.
Probably eating, maybe shopping.
Too busy to hear the phone ring.
Pre-chorus
You never give me solid answers
When I ask you what happened with her.
You never tell me directly
Whether or not there can be a you and me.
Chorus
And I have to ask myself:
Am I so blind that I can't see
The image in the mirror that's me
Screaming out for help?
And I have to ask you:
How can you call me your girl
When you make my world whirl
With all the things that you do.
And I have to ask,
I have to ask.
Am I in denial. or
Are you wearing a mask?
Verse 3
You walk three steps and then
You greet another girl, and again
Thoughts are clogging my head.
And you haven't made it home yet.
Pre-chorus
You never give me solid answers
When I ask you what happened with her.
You never tell me directly
Whether or not there can be a you and me.
Chorus
And I have to ask myself:
Am I so blind that I can't see
The image in the mirror that's me
Screaming out for help?
And I have to ask you:
How can you call me your girl
When you make my world whirl
With all the things that you do.
And I have to ask,
I have to ask.
Am I in denial. or
Are you wearing a mask?
Bridge
Just what kind of guy
Makes his girl feel like
She belongs in a corner of his heart?
It can tear a girl inside out and apart.
It's such a sad thing to realize.
That everyone else occupies
The center stage.
Is this irrational rage?
Should I try to see it from your point of view instead?
But it's been three hours with her, I haven't heard from you yet.
Pre-chorus
You never give me solid answers
When I ask you what happened with her.
You never tell me directly
Whether or not there can be a you and me.
Chorus
And I have to ask myself:
Am I so blind that I can't see
The image in the mirror that's me
Screaming out for help?
And I have to ask you:
How can you call me your girl
When you make my world whirl
With all the things that you do.
And I have to ask,
I have to ask.
Am I in denial. or
Are you wearing a mask?
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