Resentment clouds my judgement
I think I’m feeling something but I feel it ‘cos of something else
Lingering; bitter feelings
You won’t know how to act until you figure out what’s bothering you
Am I too young to settle down?
Or too old to feel this doubt?
I keep asking myself the same question
But do I love this girl?
But do I love this girl?
Come on, you know you do
Intentions? Happy endings?
How am I supposed to plan when all I do is bang my head against the same walls?
Can we progress?
Or will there be no sign that we were ever on this planet at all?
But do I love this girl?
But do I love this girl?
But do I love this girl?
Come on, you love this girl
I’ve been resented before
It didn’t end well
Choke all nostalgic notions
With these dialogues there’s no way to tell sincerity
But do I love this girl?
But do I love this girl?
But do I love this girl?
Well how many times would I ask?
