Who Is It (7" Edit)

Who Is It (7" Edit) - Michael Jackson

Lyrics by：Michael J. Jackson

Composed by：Michael J. Jackson

I gave her money

I gave her time

I gave her everything

Inside one heart could find

I gave her passion

My very soul

I gave her promises

And secrets so untold

And she promised me forever

And a day we'd live as one

We made our vows

We'd live a life anew

And she promised me in secret

That she'd love me for all the time

It's a promise so untrue

Tell me what will I do

And it doesn't seem to matter

And it doesn't seem right

'Cause the will has brought

No fortune

Still I cry alone at night

Don't you judge of my composure

'Cause I'm lying to myself

And the reason why she left me

Did she find someone else

Who is it

Is it a friend of mine

Who is it

Is it my brother

Who is it

Somebody hurt my soul

Who is it

I can't take this stuff no more

I am the d**ned

I am the dead

I am the agony inside

The dying head

This is injustice

Woe unto thee

I pray this punishment

Would have mercy on me

And she promised me forever

That we'd live our life as one

We made our vows

We'd live a love so true

It seems that she has left me

For such reasons unexplained

I need to find the truth

But see what will I do

And it doesn't seem to matter

And it doesn't seem right

'Cause the will has brought

No fortune

Still I cry alone at night

Don't you judge of my composure

'Cause I'm bothered everyday

And she didn't leave a letter

She just up and ran away

Who is it

It is a friend of mine

Who is it

Is it my brother

Who is it

Somebody hurt my soul

Who is it

I can't take it 'cause I'm lonely

Who is it

It is a friend of mine

Who is it

To me I'm bothered

Who is it

Somebody hurt my soul

Who is it

I can't take it 'cause I'm lonely

And it doesn't seem to matter

And it doesn't seem right

'Cause the will has brought

No fortune

Still I cry alone at night

Don't you judge of my composure

'Cause I'm lying to myself

And the reason why she left me

Did she find someone else

And it doesn't seem to matter

And it doesn't seem right

'Cause the will has brought

No fortune

Still I cry alone at night

Don't you judge of my composure

'Cause I'm bothered everyday