Juliana Hatfield What Have I Done To You
Waking up hitting myself
with a headache and a hard-on
I can't control myself I lose control I lose it
I know I need to get some help
You say I'm crazy, inconsistant and confusing, selfish
too
And I know that it's all true
Is that an answer to your question of a reasoning
For what I did to you
What have I done to you?
Please believe I really didn't mean to
What have I done to you?
Please believe I really didn't mean to
I was bad, I deserve to feel like crap
I don't deserve to look into forgiving eyes
I'll thank the lord for all that I have taken,
for the hearts that I am breaking
Then maybe tomorrow, can I call you?
I was dumb, I didn't know that it would hurt,
I am young and I am stupid
I will bite my tounge from now on,
when I want to shut you up
When I have had enough of you. 1,2,3,4
I will try harder to be nice,
and I will hide from the light,
the disgust upon my face
What have I done to you?
Please believe I really didn't mean to
What have I done to you?
Please believe I really didn't mean to
I was drunk, I didn't know that it would hurt
I am full of good excuses
But oh what have you done to me?
