If only you could tell me where I stand.
What am I, do I exist, am I even a friend?
Questions I wish I had answers to.
You mean the world to me but what do I mean to you?
I'm not upset, I'm just frustrated.
The power of love seems so overrated.
I never get back what I put in.
This happens, time and time again so of course I'm confused.
It wasn't your fault that...