Friday, June 22, 2001

DON’T I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW?

Don’t I have a right to know, when you come and go
Don’t you question me, when I come and leave
Isn’t it fair to say that we have lived this way?
For years it has been, so now why do you change?

The other day, I remember it well, you said you tired and wanted to rest  (confessed) you said you weren't hungry

I didn't know you went to our favorite restaurant without me to eat
You didn't tell me you were at the movies that’s why you didn’t get enough sleep
I thought we shared a bond that now seems so incomplete
Just confess it to me baby your just a low down dirty cheat

and today I find out that you were on the phone 
You tell me your leaving town, only the night before
I can’t even say good-bye cause your walking out the door.
You don’t know when you will be back...
Don't come back!

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