Would you ask me why?
Or would you ignore me
And admit that I was right?
Then why would you come into my world
And tear it apart?
Don't you care or feel at least a little bad?
You know I like you,
Yet you play with me!
Why don't you ignore me and let me be?
Now you must suffer and watch me cry!
I'm not a little kid, but I cry for you!
Like a kid that wants his piece of pie!
You yell, ask, and demand, from me!
And all I do is get on my knees!
They call me mandilon!
But baby! For you I'll be more than just a toy!
But ........ this will never happen.....
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Monday, 14 April 2008
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Why Me? by Hector Cuatepotzo
You tell me you miss me, and you don't call.
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care.
When I talk to you, I stutter, and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?
You had a man and you left him, you found me!
And told me, "I like you!" but ...
But, but is where you left me; didn't answer
And, didn't wonder, if you hurt me!
Now, you come into my life and
You tell me you miss me, and you don't call;
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care;
When I talk to you, I stutter and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?
I'm confused! And you know that!
Now I wonder if you're playing a game!
I know you don't miss me, and I know you won't call
I know you don't like me, and I know you don't care!
So why do you call me, and make me wonder,
if this is all a game?
You tell me you miss me and you don't call
You tell me you like me and you don't really care.
When I talk to you I stutter and I mumble,
And I wonder, Why ME?
Copyright © 2004 hector cuatepotzo, logistic styles
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care.
When I talk to you, I stutter, and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?
You had a man and you left him, you found me!
And told me, "I like you!" but ...
But, but is where you left me; didn't answer
And, didn't wonder, if you hurt me!
Now, you come into my life and
You tell me you miss me, and you don't call;
You tell me you like me , and you don't really care;
When I talk to you, I stutter and I mumble
And I wonder; Why ME?
I'm confused! And you know that!
Now I wonder if you're playing a game!
I know you don't miss me, and I know you won't call
I know you don't like me, and I know you don't care!
So why do you call me, and make me wonder,
if this is all a game?
You tell me you miss me and you don't call
You tell me you like me and you don't really care.
When I talk to you I stutter and I mumble,
And I wonder, Why ME?
Copyright © 2004 hector cuatepotzo, logistic styles
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