Why do you like me?
Why do you care?
Why do you always say
"I will always be there"
Why do you look at me,
The way that you do?
Why do you tell me
"Our love is true"
Why do you treat me
Good then bad?
Why is it that
You can calm me down when I am mad?
Why are you not as truthful as you should be?
Has there ever been a time,
That you lied to me?
Why don't you hold my hand,
When my head is hanging low?
Sometimes I wish that
Neither one of us had to go.
Why don't they like me?
What have I done?
But that does not seem to matter
Because I know you are the one
Why don't you do me a favor
And let me know
Why you do not speak your true feelings
And when you do
I will stop asking you why....