I just don’t get it, you know.
How come we’re pushing each other away
day by day, more and more.
Why won’t you take me out, buy me a rose,
tell me the words my heart longs to hear
why do I feel we’re miles away
when we live in the same town,
we breathe the same air and we’re both here.
I just don’t get it, you know.
What are excuses, why are they said?
I feel my journal is my only real friend
seeing bunch of pages lying on my desk
filled with cloudy feelings
and thoughts from my head
I just don’t get it, you know.
Love is overrated, yet
I choose to think differently
I choose to care
and reject infidelity
Deep down I trust you,
deep down there’s no more fun
but life is funny and
I think I get it… you know?

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