I didn’t

I didn’t

I didn’t but what if I did
What would you say if you thought?
I was with someone for a day or two
Would it hurt you?
Can you explain that to your soul?
If you thought I was with another
Would it burn you deep inside?
Isolation is a long road
That sometimes any one would do
For a day or two
When you go to your house
And stay with your toy
Do you ever wish it was me?
Do you ever say babe
Catching yourself before you say my name
Wishing he was me
And I was he
Thinking about times
When you’re with him
Remembering conversation with me
I didn’t but what if I did
Would it burn you deep inside?
Thinking I could be with another
Even for a night or two
A one night stand I can’t get over
You may think I have been lying to you
I haven’t
I have been true
As you stay with mediocrity
The irony washes through
Burning me even to look at you
I still miss you
More then you will ever know
You ask if I am mad at you
Yeah maybe a little
Deep inside
Yet I still hope for something that true
I just don’t understand.
The widows have changed
As have the doors I walk through
Is that because you thought
I was with her for a night or two
Because I have been true
And come from deep inside
Sincerity in every breath I take
I wish you could see inside
Even though the memory has died
You can you know
just look into the window of this soul
you will know what is true
The widows have all changed a little
Is that because you thought
I was with her for a night or two
Because I have been true
The words are true not thrown out like dirt
But come from my soul
I wish you could see inside then you would know
Just by looking into my eyes and seeing into my heart
You will know that I have been true to you
All the words mean knowing to you
Because you don’t trust me!
The irony of that as you go to your house and
I go to my home alone
I didn’t but what if I did
What would you say if you thought?
I dated someone else for a day or two
Would it hurt you?
If you thought I slept with another
Would it burn you deep inside?
I have been alone for so long
Yet no one will do for a night or two
The irony of that burns deep inside