And I say that I'm fine,
But I would really appreciate,
If you found the time,
To check that it's true,
Make sure I'm not blue,
Don't let me feel unimportant to you.
This happened before,
And it's happened again,
And once more you don't notice,
My meek, silent pain.
You're too busy with this,
And too busy with that,
Spending time with your girlfriend,
Finding a flat.
And just once I would like,
For you to turn round and say,
"It will be alright, everything is okay".
But you're too busy with that,
And too busy with this,
Drinking with friends,
Giving family a miss.
And I remember the first time,
It all fell apart,
The shouting and arguing,
Tore up my heart.
Not to mention the lies,
That you both spun,
Both causing misery,
But misery'd won.
And you were both too busy yelling,
And throwing plates,
To notice my sadness,
'Til it was too late.
And I'm not being selfish,
I know it's hard on you.
I just want you to notice,
It's hard on me too.
I know that you just want to have a good time,
But is time with your daughter,
Really such a grind?
But you're too busy at work,
And too busy with her,
Too busy smoking,
Too busy drinking liquor,
To notice I'm sinking,
Under all this pressure.
