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If I Could Believe Her
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February 2016 I hope i'm not again being paranoid,
i write this all out so she won't be annoyed,
am i being toyed with? who would she choose?
i really hope i'm not being used.
I don't know if loving you could ever happen,
then again i don't know if anything can happen,
went from mappin out my future to counting all the days,
that i mope around feeling stuck in a sad daze.
Another night of tossing and turning in my bed,
can't keep this love out of my head,
would i rather never have met her instead?
no, cause she brought me back from the dead.
If i could believe her, maybe i could leave her,
like she's left me thrice, leaving in her four seater,
with her old flame still burning in the drivers seat,
how can i not feel depressed? all i feel is defeat.
