What if I told you I love you...
You can whine, beg, or you can plea
I don't give a damn for I know what is to be
All those dreary, long nights I stayed up
Unable to cry 'cause my throat was blocked by a lump
See if I care what you do after this:
Cry, smile, yell or be in bliss
No more realistic nightmares and phony dreams
Things are no more how it seems
Now there's actually hope
Not all is lost down the slope
It won't be an easy climb
It'll be as sour as a lime
but in the end sweet as a pie
I don't even have to tell you a lie
What you see is what you get
Don't bother throwing a fit.
-PI
and you didn't return the feelings?
