(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
I can read your eyes just like a book
You tell me different, but I know that look
And I don't have to guess what's between the lines
So what in the world am I still doing here
You push me away when I get too near
Saying love's too simple to analyze
So why do I feel confused
Why do I feel so used
Like a worn-out thought you threw away
It wasn't what you said, it's what you didn't say
Where are the windows, where are the doors?
I haven't the key to your heart anymore
I haven't a clue to what's gone wrong