It hurts so much that we stop talking
it hurts how much i cared...
Sam, you say i like being depressed,
I swear i don't it just comes with the rest...
Not talking much,
Snide comments...
Good times I remember
Bad times I never forget...
Friends for a year.
What a great year, too...
As much as its going to hurt,
I feel like I have to do this...
Are we falling apart?
Are we as close as we use to be...
I feel pushed out,
and kicked to the curb...
Yesterday it happened
i do not know quite why...
I feel i was betrayed,used for personal needs
never felt alive,with him doing every deed...
You fought with me,
Too good for my mates i see...
You smell vaguely of lies
It hurts...