Another 100 years

lets take time to figure things out
things won't be the same
i've got all of these doubts
of who i am, and what i want to be

when i grow old...will i be the same
or will i be rolling over in my grave

you don't know, i don't show
my feelings, towards you anymore

i don't want to go through this again
it's so hard for me to deal with all these men
and because they like you, there's nothing i can do

it's not your fault
i just wished you liked me

say you love me
tell me that you care
and then maybe
we'll go out in another 100 years