The Crom - Why

Why do you do, all the things you do
To me, why can't you see, that I have feelings too
Don't you think that you, might be out of line
Maybe I don't have the time
Should I take this as a sign

And I don't find it remotely funny
How you took my time and you took my money
And you never give anything back at all
I'm glad you find it, slightly amusing
That it's you who does all the picking and choosing
And you never give anything back at all

Why do you say, all the things you say
Does it make you feel better, to treat people that way
Don't you know that you, find it so easy to lie
When all I do is try
Maybe I should cut the line

And I don't find it remotely funny
How you took my time and you took my money
And you never give anything back at all
I'm glad you find it, slightly amusing
That it's you who does all the picking and choosing
And you never give anything back at all

And it's breaking my heart, to see the way you've ended up
Nobody's trying to wind you up
Or bring you down
And it's breaking my heart, to see the way you've ended up
Nobody's trying to wind you up
Or bring you down
And it's breaking my heart, to see the way you've ended up
Nobody's trying to wind you up
Or bring you down

Written by:
Alan Sweeney

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