Troy M.
Convenience
Well I'd like to take you homeThen I'd, I would put you to sleepBut there's no way that's gonna happenThere's no way I'll ever get a chanceYour just too good for meOr that's just the way you make it seemYou won't talk to me anymoreUnless its for your convenienceAnd I don't like the sound of thatI don't want to seem like a ratThere's nothing bad in liking youBut there's worse in caring about the way you feelI don't know youAnymore anymoreI can sit no moreMy hands are all delayedIts turning green today, noHaven't you given me anything?
From Letras Mania