Well here we are on the other side of where we started
Filled with so much joy now left empty and broken hearted
Guess I wasn’t made for your world
Guess you were just that kind of girl
All those things you tried to get me to see
Guess they didn’t really interest me
Guess all along you wanted to be free
Well maybe I’m blind to what you showed me
When you touch and hold me
I guess like you it wasn’t enough
So when you ask me did I play the game?
I just hang my head in shame
Knowing the truth but kept it inside
You can be angry and judge me
But you can’t say you loved me
And if I didn’t say anything at all
You can’t say that I lied
You can call me names
Because I wasn’t cut out for the game
And I guess that makes you smarter than me
But what do I know
I’m not the kind to kiss and tell
Silence is the advantage I have
Thinking that I will get mad
Lying and telling the truth at the same time
Silence is the stranger that you have always refused to meet
Yet he has been a good friend to me
I have my secrets I’ve got a treasure box
Full of good and bad memories
And no matter how deep you have me buried in yours
You will always remember me
Well maybe I’m blind to what you showed me
When you touch and hold me
I can feel by your grip that you needed me more
So tell me I’m weak
Tell me I’m dumb
What I chose to seek
Made me numb
Think you have me under your thumb
But when you ask for me I will not come
I’m just an unsatisfied customer
Not happy with what you sell
But what do I know
I’m not the kind to kiss and tell
So just let it go
So all the words that you said
Falls on deaf ears
And pain up in my head
Releases blind tears
What have we learned from this game?
Played in 2 different ways
Nobody wins nobody loses
Nobody’s there, nobody cares
Well maybe I’m blind
To what you showed me
When you touch and hold me
It only arouses my discomfort
It felt so good inside
But what I felt was lies
And now you want to catch me in one too
But lies can’t come from closed mouths
When you try to scream and shout
As I said they fall on deaf ears
But what do I know
I’m not the kind to kiss and tell
What do I know?
