Figure It Out
I’m trying to get mom home
That’s what you told your son
A few days before that
You decided to make us one.
You’re lying to him or me
Or maybe it’s to both
You better figure it out
Before you take that oath.
I put all my trust in you
And you do something like this
I don’t know what to think anymore
I thought there would finally be bliss.
But apparently I am wrong
It’s always something with you
I don’t know if I can take much more
I am so sick of feeling blue.
You need to make up your mind
And do it now today
I love you and I need you
But I might have to go away.
Copyright © Marion Smith | Year Posted 2006
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