Lyrics Eight Questions - Gregory Patrick

I can't figure it out
I spent one too many days
Choosing what my mind replays
Emotional turmoil slowly decays

How'd we end up here?
Why is this the case?
Did I make it too easy?
And did you miss the chase?

I got eight questions
Eight questions
I have eight questions

I would if I could
Force you to be in love with me
Capture the things you seldom see
Rid ourselves of this agony

I can't although
I prayed for you to turn back
Changing your heart from red to black
Emotional baggage I now repack

How'd we end up here?
Why is this the case?
Did I make it too easy?
And did you miss the chase?
Was I completely blind?
How'd we end so distant?
Was I just overly kind?
Am I simply now a regret?

Eight questions, eighty retorts
None of which emotionally supports
Eighty replies, a million debates
Spoken prose you fire commemorates

Eight questions
Just eight little questions
Eight
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