What Am I

I wanna say it
but I want to say it like this
Its not good for me if it must just tickle your ears
It can stay the way it is
It's just make-believe and fake
Now your probably through your fears
say I've lost my faith

(Some day, come what may)

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you just sit there and refuse to be real

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you won't even let me be real too

Why does it matter you for me to tell you the truth
Thats how it should be anyway at least thats what you'd say
It's just too bad about the deal cause you could have meant so much
But from that remark again I guess I've lost my touch

(Some day, come what may)

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you just sit there and refuse to be real

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you won't even let me be real too

I'm trying to get you to listen
It takes more than something you've Already, already, already heard.

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you just sit there and refuse to be real

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you won't even let me be real too

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you just sit there and refuse to be real

What am I suppose to say
And what am I suppose to do
And how am I suppose to feel
When you won't even let me be real too