4LYN Isolated Conversation
just one of these nights
my face is pale
I don’t feel right
my hands start to shake
no matter what I do
I smoke too many cigarettes
I call myself an idiot
the tv’s tellin’ me nothing new
isolated, that’s how I fell
life these days is so boring
can’t nobody stop this conversation with myself
‘cuz myself I’m ignoring
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting so many hours
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting...
this silence is killing me
you keep on disrespecting’ me
why can’t I stop thinkin’ about the “good times”?
what do I feel guilty for?
I suffer because I adore
someone with somebody else on her mind
seperated, that is how I feel
life these days is so boring
I stear at my telephone...
so many hours I’m sitting’ here
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting so many hours
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting
and I’m waiting for you...
and all the things I don’t want to hear
all the things that you did again
slept with somebody else, again
