New Conditions

I see things that don’t seem to be there I get caught up like my fingers in your hair Baby won’t you listen to me lie to you I have dreams about new conditions I think I have em baby won’t you listen To me talk for hours about nothing Can’t you see that I am drowning A new shade of blue surrounds me Feel the need to talk for hours about something It might not be true But the way I’m loving you Is all I got Out of all the things I do The way I’m loving you Is all I got Maybe we don’t speak with words Cause all it ever does it hurt eventually I’ll find the time to listen to you lie to me And I have dreams about bad decisions Found myself in a strange position Tell why you listen to me lie to you It might not be true But the way I’m loving you Is all I got Out of all the things I do The way I’m loving you Is all I got Tell me its not true That the way I’m loving you Is all I got