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Why couldn’t I be number six hundred fifty four?
You turned around, looked back, & smiled, out the door.
Why couldn’t I be the one you didn’t respect?
Alone, I think, what's wrong with me, what the heck.
Why is it that what you said cut to my core?
I wish this time I could even the score.
Why couldn’t I turn you on enough, make you stay?
You were great, oh how you would play.
Why couldn’t my special talent, be enough?
I’m crazy, it shouldn’t be this tough.
Why am I not pretty as she, blond hair, blue eyes?
I can’t deal through your clouded alibis.
Why am I not lying next to you tonight?
Should have known, I can’t do anything right.
Why was it so important, something I just had to do?
Someday, maybe, the WHY’s will be written by you.