The Truth

I knew we were different all along
Same old story, but a different song
Things got a little crazy, spun a bit out of control
You never understood me, not at all.

The feeling I'd get when you walked into the room
How I really believed that your feelings were true
The truth?
You never cared about me as much as I cared about you.

So cut me open, plunge the knife deep
I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you wanted,
I'm sorry I wasn't enough
But I tried.

You, you gave up
Turned and ran with no second thought
No glance over your shoulder, no looking back.
But I cared more than you will ever know.
When you're out there with her, remember this:
You had someone who cared
And you ran away from it