1. Who was I? Who was she to speak to him directly?
Why was I forced to shut up?
Who was I? Who was she to need him more than I need?
I thought I messed it all up
No one’s ever thought something is still untold
R:
This is my confession because all that tension I can’t bear
It may seem a little funny, please forgive me honey but I play fair
This is my confession, hopefully the tension disappears
Both of us moved on but I’m still haunted by these memories
2. Who am I? Who is she to be granted practically
everything I’ve ever dreamt of?
What’s that for? This whining keeps my mind untidy
I need to clean up for both of us
No one’s ever thought something is still untold
Janais:
Janais:
Janais:
Janais:
