Rolled Right Over

Why do I bother Longing for more Than talking to An open door Please don't leave me on read Cut so deep I could have bled Must be me, I'm the bitch Shit, why don't I ever think? What did I do wrong? Knew it all along Thank you for clarifying You're welcome - I'm done trying Too late for that now You're a fucking clown It was a two way street I walked, you rolled right over me I have a question I wait for a reply You have the answer So I wonder why No missed calls or a text Is this what I should expect? Would it kill you to say Something like, "How 'bout next day?" (I mean, how hard is it?) What did I do wrong? Knew it all along Thank you for clarifying You're welcome - I'm done trying Too late for that now You're a fucking clown It was a two way street I walked, you rolled right over me Me Me