You never will.
How do I tell you it can be fixed
When it's not even broken?
How can I tell you it's all wrong
When there's not a single thing out of place?
And how can I explain what's bothering me
When there's nothing there to begin with?
I want you to understand.
See what I see
Hear what I hear
Think what I think
Feel what I feel
I want for one day you to be in my position
Then maybe you could tell me
Why I feel the way I do.
"No matter what,"
"Promise?"
"Promise."
.It's.Always.Too.Much.To.Ask.