Seeing you makes me sweat, hot tears rolling down my cheeks. why is it that you make me so nervous, so weak?
i thought we were over, you said it on the phone. but why do i keep thinking, maybe id never know?
you made it crystal clear, as my broken heart drops, but why is that my tears, never seem to stop?
wishing it was never really over, doesn't do anything but make me cry. hoping id stop, wishing i could die.
would you at least be there when you can? or do you even give a damn?
i guess this isn't worth it, you don't even care. i just wished you did, but like you would even dare.
did i even mean anything to you? or was it just a fake? when you held me tight, making it seem alright, was it just a lie? or did you really mean it, but you just don't wanna see me cry?
i don't know what you're thinking, you seem so far away.
i don't even know if you were gone for the last few days.
would you come back to me, saying it was a lie? or would you say what it seems to be, and make me just cry?
i don't know whats the truth, its all confusing. is it really over?
