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Dont ask me why

Miracle of miracles,
look what the night dragged in:
it's a pocket full of misery,
trouble on the wind.
You spoiled the best years of your life,
you took them all in vain.
Now you think that you're forgiven,
but you can't be born again.
You say why, and you say why,
you say why, don't ask me why.
I don't love you anymore;
I don't think I ever did.
And if you ever had any kind of love for me,
you kept it all so well hid.
Promises, sweet promises,
you kept them from your mind,
like all the lost forgotten things
you never seemed to find,
like all the disappointments
you displayed upon your shelf.
Now you've got no one to turn to,
you've got no one but yourself.
An' you say why, ayou say why,
ayou say why, don't ask me why.
I don't love you anymore;
I don't think I ever did.
And if you ever had any kind of love for me,
you kept it all so well hid.
You spoiled the best years of your life,
you took them all in vain.
Now you think that you're forgiven,
but you can't be born again.
You say…
and you say…
I don't love you anymore.
I don't love you anymore.
I don't love you anymore.
I don't love you anymore.
You say why, ayou say why,
ayou say why, don't ask me why.
You say why, ayou say why,
ayou say why, ayou say why.