Why am i so good at bein a fool,   Why is it so hard for me to realize it,   I try to remember the good things i say,   Its hard to, it's hard,   Its hard to do,   Im not a poet just an idiot,   Tryin to make my blind way through the days,   Don't talk to me,when i am saddened,   Its hard to,   Its hard to do,     When im alone in my room   I just think of the days that i sat sad and tired,   When im alone the only thing for me is you and everything you do,   Im lazy and stupid,   But i can't get enough of you lately   Its changin each day,   The reasons i be with you i just wanna be right here,     Why am i so damn hard just to please,   Can any one make any sense out of me   I try remember the good things ive done,   Its hard to,   Its hard to do