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Bitter Sweets.
Another Valentines day
And you didn't send a card;
But I didn't expect it,
It didn't come so hard.
I'm learning to control the pain;
But I can't control the hate.
What did she get?
The one that you love.
One dozen red roses,
With all of your love?
The chocolates will be sweet;
The ones that you give her.
Whilst I'm left here;
And my tears are just bitter.
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Speaking Without Talking If I could say anything
I'd tell you everything.
But if I told you everything
I don't know if I'd scare you off;
Or turn you on?
I'd like to say you scare me off.
I'd like to tell you
You turn me on.
But I'm not the one.
And in some way,
You tell me that,
Everyday.
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Two Sides To Every Story. You said:
You weren't what I needed.
I asked:
How do you know what I need?
You said:
You weren't the right guy for me.
I asked:
Who is?
You said:
You'd been hurt in the past.
I asked:
Who hasn't?
And now I want you to stop telling me;
And start listening.
I'm not the girl that hurt you;
So why are you hurting me?
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