For once it's her hurting you.
It's her making you cry.
It's her giving up.
It's her saying goodbye.

Some days I just want to hide in my room,
Blast the music,
And scream until my throat burns.

I had it all when I was with you,
Now that you're gone I've completely lost everything.

Don't think you know me,
I've kept who i really am hidden,
And only shown you the part you wanted to see,
The pretender.

The worst part about moving on,
Is knowing you can no longer live in the past.

When you really love someone,
You can never erase the feeling.
All you can do ismove the feeling to the back of your mind,
And pretend it isn't killing you.

Yeah, I'm still here.
But that doesn't mean I'm not slowly letting go.

Sometimes the only choice you have,
Is the one you know is going to hurt in the end.

It's not the fact I have to live without you,
It's the fact I gave you 2 and a half years of my life,
And now I'm stuck in the past.
That's what is hurting me the most.

You say I no longer care,
But you're the one who gave up.

You say I no longer what to be with you,
But you're the one who has moved on.

You say I no longer need you,
Damn, I thought you knew me better than that.