(mary-chapin carpenter)
I can read your eyes just like a book
you tell me different but i know that look
and i donĄŻt have to guess whatĄŻs between the lines
so what in the world am i still doing here
you push me away when i get too near
saying loveĄŻs too simple to analyze
So why do i feel confused
why do i feel so used
like a worn-out thought you threw away
it wasnĄŻt what you said
itĄŻs what you didnĄŻt say
Where are the windows where are the doors
i havenĄŻt the key to your heart anymore
i havenĄŻt a clue to whatĄŻs gone wrong
ĄŽcause you look at me sometimes as if i werenĄŻt there
you say youĄŻre listening but you never hear
the strain of silence have grown so strong
I never wanted to doubt you
but iĄŻd be better off without you
iĄŻm no good at looking the other way
it wasnĄŻt what you said
itĄŻs what you didnĄŻt say
So look at me one last time
with eyes that still know hot to shine
hold me like you wonĄŻt let go
but you let go anyway
No one belongs where theyĄŻre not
youĄŻre just a ghost and my heart is haunted
when i said goodbye
you didnĄŻt even beg to stay
it wasnĄŻt what you said
itĄŻs what you didnĄŻt say
no baby it wasnĄŻt what you said