So as I stand here dying of silence tonight,
The quiet spell you slung on the ceiling fan
You will return again,
<i>[chorus:]i>
Why?
I ask myself sometimes,
Dine on small talk after school
Why?
I ask myself sometimes
So as the mood gets darker and darker tonight,
Can't help but feel a little
uncomfortable alright
you will return again
<i>[chorus]i>
Why?
I ask myself sometimes
Why, why , why?
I ask myself sometimes
Why, why, why?
<i>[Thanks to Manno1441@aol.com for these lyrics]i>
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