All I wanted was for you to look at me, but you never try.
All I wanted was to feel your hands in mine, but you never try.
All I wanted was to know that you wanted to be with me, but then again, you never try.
You said you love me but you never seem to be afraid to lose me.
Right now, I don't even know what to ask --do you love me still or did you even love me for real?