Instead of moving on
I constantly keep looking back, hoping....

You can be with somebody
and still feel so lonely

When we met
I told you I was about Honesty and Respekt
what did you do
you kept lying and insulting me

I keep asking myself
why is it so hard to get over you

They kept on telling me
the writing was on the wall
I refused to read it

The same people
you meet on the way up
you meet on the way down

Certain people
love to stick their nose in my business
at times I wished it would fall off

I did love you so much
in spite your wicked ways
I had chosen a path of pain and desire
getting high by feeling low
I just didn't care

Cutting my losses
was the best thing to do
it helped me to heal and move on

While I am here sitting
crying, trying to figure out what happend
you already moved on
you just forgot to tell me