(no subject)
It’s 3 A.M., and I’m still waiting by the phone.
I pick it up, but all that’s there
Is just the dial tone.
(it’s just a tone)
So what the hell is wrong with me?
Why can’t I just be
What you want me to be?
And as I wander through the streets of my mind,
My thoughts constantly return to you.
Dear Jessica,
I hate you.
So why can’t I just forget about you?
(I hate you)
Now gray thoughts cloud my eyes,
Like gray skies cloud the sun.
Why can’t we return to the good old days
When all we did was have fun?
Please tell me
Why?
Why is my soul
Still twisted from attack?
Why is my heart
Now turned to black?
(Turned to black)
Why can’t I just be
What you want me to be?
Just tell me what’s wrong with me.
Please.
I pick it up, but all that’s there
Is just the dial tone.
(it’s just a tone)
So what the hell is wrong with me?
Why can’t I just be
What you want me to be?
And as I wander through the streets of my mind,
My thoughts constantly return to you.
Dear Jessica,
I hate you.
So why can’t I just forget about you?
(I hate you)
Now gray thoughts cloud my eyes,
Like gray skies cloud the sun.
Why can’t we return to the good old days
When all we did was have fun?
Please tell me
Why?
Why is my soul
Still twisted from attack?
Why is my heart
Now turned to black?
(Turned to black)
Why can’t I just be
What you want me to be?
Just tell me what’s wrong with me.
Please.

