WHY oh WHY
How many times do I have to try to tell you that I'm sorry for the things I've done. But when I start to try to tell you,that's when you have to tell me
Hey, this kind of trouble's only just begun then I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words that keep on falling from your mouth
Tell me...Why?
I may be mad, I may be blind, I may be viciously unkind but I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times that you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking. Let's go down to the water's edge and we can cast away those doubts. Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out, turning inside out Tell me...Why?
This is the book I never read, these are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread, these are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread, these are the tears...The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread, these are the contents of my head and these are the years that we have spent
and this is what they represent and this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel? I don't think you know how I feel
You don't know what I feel
Hey, this kind of trouble's only just begun then I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words that keep on falling from your mouth
Tell me...Why?
I may be mad, I may be blind, I may be viciously unkind but I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times that you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking. Let's go down to the water's edge and we can cast away those doubts. Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out, turning inside out Tell me...Why?
This is the book I never read, these are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread, these are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread, these are the tears...The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread, these are the contents of my head and these are the years that we have spent
and this is what they represent and this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel? I don't think you know how I feel
You don't know what I feel
-danang-