I met my old lover
In the mall last night
He seemed so glad to see me
I just smirked
And we talked about some old times
And we shed ourselves some tears
Still insecure after all these years
Oh, so insecure after all these years
I'm not the kind of gal
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still insecure after all these years
Oh, so insecure after all these years
Four in the morning
Watchin movies, yawning
Longing my life a--way
I'll never worry
Why should I?
It's all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fear I'll do me damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still insecure after all these years
Oh, still insecure
So insecure
Still insecure after all these years
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