Why is it you must be so very cruel to me in order to be kind Why when I hold you close do you insist your toes are being stood on by mine Why when I kiss your lips do you astound me saying that you won't put your arms around me No one should be that cold Whatever I've done surely I've a right to know Oh why, oh why, oh why Why is it every time we visit friends of mine You never want to go Why when I'm feeling good you act as if I should be at an all-time low Why after all these years we've been together must you behave as if we'd hardly ever spoken let alone met It seems that you're happy as long as I'm upset Oh why, oh why, oh why Is it that you don't love me oh why Have you had enough of me Oh why, Do I have cry myself to sleep Seven days a week la, la, la, la, la, la...... Why in the name of God are you so angry Could It be that you can no longer stand me Tell me and I will go You're breaking my heart just in case you didn't know Oh why, oh why, oh why Oh why, oh why, oh why

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Writer(s): GILBERT O'SULLIVAN