Your tender-eyes me with those baby browns, 'till I can't get around. The fact that I still love you and I'm not supposed to, this is supposed to be over. I'm not supposed to care. I wanted not to but you don't always do what's best for you. I no wanted to but you don't always do what's best for you. What's best for you. Was your first name lover, was your second nomore. What the hell were we lovers for just to end up this way? Now I feel that I can't go forward and I can't go back. And I wanted to but you don't always do what's best for you. And I wanted to but you don't always do what's best for you, what's best for you. I curl up inside when I remember all the times I was weak and the drinks seem to fly by like all passing years, buying dear and selling cheap, oh, selling cheap. (solo) You tried to make me so jealous, I resented your point of view. I wanted not to but you don't always do what's best for you. And I wanted to but you don't always do, you don't always do, what's best for you. And I wanted to but you don't always do, you don't always do, what's best for you. --->> Enrique Morano emorano@hotmail.com <<---