How Could You

How could you do this to me

I have you every little thing that I could

You had me singing forever

Just like I knew you wouldI refuse to get a grip

Whats the point when life is stripped more than it ever was

Its time to turn a leaf over but I don't see any trees or leaveWhy set something free with no reason to let it go

It must not be meant to be

How could you do this to me

I have you every little thing that I could

You had me singing forever

Just like I knew you would

So you figure you'd stop by

Well I appreciate the push back to a point a

For a few days at least

When you figure it makes a fig out of you and re but

Whats that really mean

It means you should leaveWhy set it all free

With no reason to let it go

It must not be meant to be.