What was It Really?

You tell me you love me,

Yet you treat me like dirt.

Everything is a game with

You; and you play with my heart.

It gets me to wonder,

It gets me to wonder.

The way we share smiles,

And the things we think 

Funny, are just the pleasures

You give me at that moment.

It gets me to wonder,

It gets me to wonder.

The way we would feel

As if it were just me,

And just you,

Is the way I want to say

"I do."

It gets me to wonder, 

It gets me to wonder.

It was all a lie;

Temporary satisfaction;

Or was it not?

It gets me to wonder.

It gets me to wonder.