Oh, Please - Dollys

i wish that i could see things the way you see them

if only so that we could carry on

i know that my mistakes are made far too often

but what makes you think that you’ve done nothing wrong?

i thought that only my worst enemies

had that sort of amputated memory

every time you start to make believe

i feel like screaming in a public library

i thought it through and i came to one conclusion

i’ve carried your opinion for too much time

still, now and then i get such a nagging feeling

i want to be thought of as someone nice, but

it seems that only my worst enemies

get the same reputation i receive

and every time a sleazy look comes over

i wish that i could give myself some kind of closure