Why
Why do I fall
For everything you say
When I know very well
You won't call the next day
Whay do I go with you
When I know you'll go back to her
I know there's no commitment
But when you ask, I say sure
I have no idea
Why I even pick up the phone
I guess I'm just afraid
Of having to be alone
When will I see the truth
Maybe I already do
But it's hard to remember the lies
When I'm so blind to what you do
Copyright © Ashley Smith | Year Posted 2006
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