another wasted night I spent trying to get through to you
it just seems like things are so much different now
we're both so different some how
one little thing turns into something major
and you can't even bear to face me
how can you say you still love me
when you can't say five good words to me?
afterall, we both knew it would end like this
you are untrustworthy, unfaithful; I am so insecure
you should never have hinted at what would become a reality
everything was going so well before you suggested we'd meet our end
now, at our demise, I can't understand how you want me to pretend
you suffer from split personalities
but I have a good four or five
you broke what little trust I had in you
I don't even open up to my best friend any more
I keep everything building inside
why did you think I'd have something to say to you?
most people don't even know we've broken up; they think I'm just fine
another week will go by without sleep and I'm still not tired
there is so much I would like to say but you always interupt me
I'd like to make things better, but quite honestly, you disgust me
you let me down and there's no going back now, it's over
