Wrong!

How foolish of me, Not to know what it is you wish? Without you mentioning it, I should know this... Right? How foolish of me, Not to notice your moods. Or which attitude is connected, To something I have done... With an overlooking it to miss. I should be able to read your mind, Everytime I suspect something is wrong. And you sit to admit... Nothing! I should not question, But know what it is... With each eyebrow you raise, To pass your silent quiz. You better give me a hint or clue. I'm not going through this again with you. Keep your mood and attitude. I've got other things I prefer to do. How foolish of me, Not to know what it is you wish? Without you mentioning it, I should know this... Right? Well, You are wrong! There's nothing right about it at all.