• You pull you eye brow up,
    no hands only musel
    It's part of what I call
    The Stare.

    You get a mad look in your eyes
    one that is only yours
    That's the part that kills me im
    Your Stare.

    Are you mad, or annoyed??
    That's what I wonder
    When You Look At Me With
    That Stare.

    I smile to make make myself
    feel better, but it hurts me,
    to hurt you so you give me that
    One Stare.

    One Stare,
    That Stare,
    Your Stare,
    The Stare you give me is all yours,
    and all pain.