Lost

Is there nothing I can do
To prove to her that I like you?
Is she set within her ways,
Or is she ready to be swayed?
Is she doing this for you;
Is it all she knows to do?

All I know is I’ve lost you.
And I know not what to do,
But to turn the blame on me;
Without blame I’m lost at sea.
But, you see, I’ve lied to you,
So I’ll take the pressure too.