although the trouble
has come to a screeching halt
there are some things
that make me want it back
like when you don't call
and you don't want to come see me
you'll be gone all weekend
can't you at least pretend to make an effort?
if you don't want to
just tell me straight up
i hate this second guessing myself
wishing i knew what you were thinking
i haven't talked to you all day
and i can't bring myself to call you
maybe i'll send
some words through these wires
hoping your read them
and not think i'm crazy
i just want you to love me
like you said you would
like you said you do
but i never know if its true anymore
give me some truth
or i'll believe in anything