why do i build up feelings
that i'm not sure exist
i shouldn't insist
i've made up my vacillate mind
i don't understand
how you can be so indecisively cruel
i question if you care
for my well being, or if this
is just an illusion to
fill temporary satisfaction
its all a distraction
to the rest of my life --
my life revolves around
my all-too-caring heart
i don't understand
how you can be so indecisively cruel
but why should i expect
you to make up your mind
when i can't make up mine
-
so i don't know
what i want
cuz i can't read
how you feel
wouldn't it be sad
if you're going through
the same fucking ordeal
i'm patient but
i can't wait forever
for you to decide
on what you're gonna do
i just guess you don't
know what i'm emotionally
going through
you're crying for attention
its so obvious
with those you keep around,
but is there anything i can say
is there anything i can do
i'm so afraid of fucking up
that i can't tell you
how i feel