Misunderstood
3 O''clock In The Night I W
as Weeping
And You Thought That I W
as Sleeping
You Saw Blood Pouring Out Of My Hand
And You Thought It Might Have Been Some Accident
You Saw Me Nearby Wherever You Went
And You Thought It W
as Just Co-Incidence
Day And Night You Ruled My Imagination
And You Thought It W
as Just Infatuation
Tensed And Dumb In Front Of You I Lay
And You Thought I Got Nothing To Say
When I Needed You I Cried In Pain
And You Thought I W
as Lying Again
Hiding My Tears I Tried To Walk Tall
And You Thought I Didn''t Cry At All? . . . |''!''|