Its nothing; its normal you,
...just stand there; I could say so much, but I dont go there b/c I dont want to.

I am lonely now, and I dont know how to get it back to good.
This doesnt mean you own me.
In fact, it is phony like hell.
All things worked out just like you wanted too, the point that we wouldnt think so; this aint no good.

I am not here to blame, but I got caught up in your pleasure of pain.
I never thought we would get so troubled.
I wish heaven could sweep me away,
but it is over now, and there is no getting back to good.