THE STORY:
The sad story made sadder.
THE LYRICS:
He
could be my Prince Charming
On a tall white horse
But instead he's a liar who plays
with my mind
And he could be the broom
Who sweeps me off of my feet
But instead he takes me for granted
Then he wonders why I never
Have a smile on my face
Well when you're crazy like us
It's hard to feel love
He
could be my Romeo in the garden
But he's only sowing seeds
Of bitterness and jealousy
And could be my knight in shining armour
But he's only a coward who spits
Insults at me
Then he wonders why I never have a smile
On my face
You know the trouble with me?
I'm just as troubled as you.
And
I can't explain to him
Why i love him so
I think I'm drawn to his soul
Sometimes I wish I was never born
With this thing between my legs
Sometimes I wonder if its the only thing
That keeps us apart
'Cause I don't know how long
I can hold myself together
He
could be Casanova
Sing my lullabies
But instead I lie in silence
And think about him
And he could be my Hercules
But I worship him too much already
I'm already down...
Then he wonders why I never have a smile
On my face
You know boys like us
We don't ever feel love...