Hey, let's just face it, no matter where you went, he never left you, and I don't think he ever will.

I don't know what makes me stupider...falling in love with you...or believeing you loved me back.

I thought I had you back, but then you broke my heart...why would I think things were different now?

I'd rather leave today than stay and hurt you tomorrow.

I hurt myself so that you can't

I have this horrible craving for the taste of your lips.

The scars on my arms tell a whole different story.

And everytime I say good-bye, I die a little more inside.

So I just had to know...why do you keep hurting me like this?

We'll just walk away and pretend this never happened.