There's never a right time to say good-bye, but I gotta make the first move. Cause, I really don't fell the way I once felt about you.
It's not you, it's me.
I have to figure out what I need.
And I know it's hard, but I gotta do it, and it's killing me.
I know your heart is breaking, and a thousand time I found myself asking, "Why?"
But trust me, I never ment o crush your world and I never, thoguht I would see the day we grew apart.
