I Still Hear Your Words
Copyright March 2004 by Christopher B. Pratt

I remember one hot sticky summer night, sittin on the floor just talking
wondering why you didn't wanta love me, why you were thinkin of walkin
You said I couldn't attract you, wouldn't matter what I'd do
You told me I wasn't a manly man, not manly enough for you
You know I always tried to see the best in you and believed what you'd say
So it shouldn't come as any big surprise, that I hear your words each day

I still hear the words,  and they still cut me like a knife
I still hear the words, they give me chills in the night
When you had to say those things, tell me if you could see
That the words that you were sayin, would never, ever let me be

'member how it was back then, I did everything I could do
Tryin to win back the woman I loved, just tryin to break through to you
I worked my fingers to the bone, gave everything up in my life
Put off thinkin bout myself, only thought bout pleasin my wife
but I 'member what you had to say, as I was trying to spark romance
I was the only man in the world who didn't have a chance   

Chorus

I still wonder what you think of me, you know it crosses my mind each day
and people try to tell me, it shouldn't matter what you'd say
But I guess I ain't those people cause means a lot to me
What the woman I loved, thinks and says and everything she'd see
You know you built my prison, and then tossed away the key
how can you keep me the whippin boy, when a word could set me free