When you smile at me,
It's not like it used to be.
He makes me feel so small,
I'll soon crush in the wall.
I'm in love with a man,
who doesn't live like we do,
But i'm counting on you
to see what we've been threw.

Why do you make me feel like I do?
Why do you make me so deam cunfused?

This is not what you promest me
This is not what it meant to be.