Tell me to ask for what I want
Why ask, if the answers always going to be no
Obsessed about the way he can haunt
Why think, if the thoughts are he has to go
Tell me to be positive
Why smile, if the frowns coming back after the weekend
Affection where you can live
Why do anything, as on Monday's it's him and his friend again
Tell me to believe you
Why trust when you think two women in your life are fine
Tell me you're true
Why bother, when sex is only a part and parcel of love's divine.