It's nothing you've said or done to me,
It's what I see when you look at me.
And the ache I feel deep in my soul,
When you give me a hug thats cold and dull.
If you have something to gain,
By causing me pain,
Then you should know that I can see,
The lack of respect you have for me.
Many times I think "humm,I'll go visit Tammy."
But then I fear,who will I see,
Which Tammy today will she be?
I reap enough of what I've sown,
I'm sad enough on my own.
