*You think a lot
you think too long
you think until your thoughts are wrong
you think of you
you think of me
and what our lives should come to be
you think a lot
you think too long
you think until my spirit's gone
you think of you
you think of me
you think that only you can see

You think that I look sad and you hate it when I cry
but you continue to think even though you're the reason why

You think my pain is fleeting
a diminishing rendezous
the only thing decreasing is my respect for you

*chorus

You think you know what to say to make my sorrow flee
the only thing that you do is make me think less of me

You think you know how I feel because you were young once too
I doubt you scratched the surface
I doubt you ever knew

*chorus

I hope one day that you will see what your thinking does to me...