I thought that i was moving on
that i was getting better
thought i found where i belong
i even burned that letter
yet every time i see you there
you're sitting so innocently
but your eyes giving me that glare
saying "baby you're guilty"
my mind spins out of whack
and my hands are shaking
i can't seem to change back
to the calm i was faking
i guess that I'm not moving on
and I'm not getting better
still looking for where i belong
i'll write another letter...
