Now and then I think of when we were together like when you said
you felt so happy you could die. I told myself that you were right for me but felt so lonely in your company. But that was love and it's an ache I still remember. You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness. Like resignation to the end: Always the end.
So when we found that we could not make sense. Well you said that we would still be friends
but I'll admit that I was glad that it was over.
But you didn't have to cut me off, make out like it never happened. And that we were nothing. And I don't even need your love but you treat me like a stranger, and that feels so rough. No you didn't have to stoop so low .Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though. Now you're just somebody that I used to know.
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over, But had me believing
it was always something that I'd done. But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say .You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody
that you used to know
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