Why do you do the things you do?
Is it to make me jealous or is it tru?
When I tell you I love you, you think it's a lie.
And when you don't believe me, I start to cry.
My feelings for you, are just so strong
But everything I say and do, i'm always wrong.
I feel that I have nothing to live for.
But now I see the reality.
There's no love between you and me.
I thought about us in the future
You being with me, but now I see, we won't succeed.
If you only knew, the things I would do
Just to get you back, you don't have a clue.
But still unanswered, why do you do the things you do?
Is it to make me jealous or is it tru?
Evante' Sheneice Peppers