I take a look around, perturbed by what I see
things are overwhelming me.
I look into your eyes, harbor my great disguise repressed feelings; Love?
I sit depressed, undone.
For what, then, you did wrong
These ends don't justify their means.
Used merely as a tool, for you I played the fool.
Now you left me tattered.
And I don't understand all these
feelings you have
but this time I won't let you win.
Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand
Yet I have nothing but to pretend
So this time around, I'll know exactly who I am.
Yes this time around, I know exactly who I am.
Put in what you get out, what's that s*** all about You've left me in poverty
For you, I gave my all,
weren't there, I took my fall.
Oh so easy for you.
Patient and drearily, write back to humor me,
Sever ties; leave them alone
I try to return to, back to the place where you
and I could see eye to eye.
And I don't understand all these
feelings you have
but this time I won't let you win.
Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand
Yet I have nothing but to pretend
So this time around, I'll know exactly who I am.
Yes this time around, I know exactly who I am.
I've traveled through the back streets of my soul. They've mislead me, and in turn kept me from whole.
I know now I've got to listen to my mind.
It's the only way, I'll ever learn from what I find.
things are overwhelming me.
I look into your eyes, harbor my great disguise repressed feelings; Love?
I sit depressed, undone.
For what, then, you did wrong
These ends don't justify their means.
Used merely as a tool, for you I played the fool.
Now you left me tattered.
And I don't understand all these
feelings you have
but this time I won't let you win.
Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand
Yet I have nothing but to pretend
So this time around, I'll know exactly who I am.
Yes this time around, I know exactly who I am.
Put in what you get out, what's that s*** all about You've left me in poverty
For you, I gave my all,
weren't there, I took my fall.
Oh so easy for you.
Patient and drearily, write back to humor me,
Sever ties; leave them alone
I try to return to, back to the place where you
and I could see eye to eye.
And I don't understand all these
feelings you have
but this time I won't let you win.
Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand
Yet I have nothing but to pretend
So this time around, I'll know exactly who I am.
Yes this time around, I know exactly who I am.
I've traveled through the back streets of my soul. They've mislead me, and in turn kept me from whole.
I know now I've got to listen to my mind.
It's the only way, I'll ever learn from what I find.