So I'm beginning to wonder why it escapes me
Why you lie about the change for the worst that made your love turn to goodbye.
So why must I know?
If I'm repeatedly let go.
It's the saddest of truths I don't know, and that's the lowest blow.
If I don't know what's right?
How can I know what's wrong?
If you try too hard to find a reason then I'll blame you.
You push the button, I scream.
I draw the line, you cross it.
Funny, while you keep on laughing, my top's about to blow.
Why, when my face turns red?
You don't remember a thing you said.
You want to go back to good times and the way things were instead.
Everytime I play this game reminds me just how bad I am at it
When I go to say your name reminds me just how bad I am at it.
