You spend your time time trying
to make others happy,
but do they care if you’re even
You spend your days trying to get
“them” out of your system
yet you’re wondering,
were you ever really in their system.
You spend your nites in their arms,
and as you lay there, you think,
is this person here laying in my arms?
You’re always honest with a person,
yet you’re always wondering if that
person is honest with you.