I'm having a hard time, enough as it is I'm walking a thin line, but it don't seem to bother you I'm taken for granted, and its been going on for a while And I have to take it, while you behave like a child. So will it change? Am I to old fashion for your style Seems you never get it, no matter what I do it never turns out right Lately I've been trying to turn a sad face into a smile That's what I need most of all in my life When colors turns turn to grey Love it fades away To the point of no return Play with fire you get burned When colors turn to grey That's why I worry If you care to know the truth Always in a hurry Oh you're always going some place new God forbid you ever should find someone new Who will treat you half as good as I should. Why bother loving when love only goes one way What's the use of being the one who ends up getting hurt again Why use your heart for something cold that will leave in pain?