I wanna ask you:

Do you ever sit and wonder,
It's so strange
That we could be together for so long,
and never know, never care
What goes on in the other one's head?

Things I've felt but I've never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago:

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all (at all)

You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin
Or a cardboard stand-up and paint me (paint me)
Any face that you wanted me
To be seen.


Why the fuck would you want me back?

maybe it's because

you don't know me at all...