So we slowly say our goodbyes and move on with our lives
knowing that our heads are moving on but our hearts will always be stuck in the past.

Certain people have their one time and place.
and the ones you had to let go,
you let go for a reason;
there was no point in holding on.
and those people don't need a second chance,
because they would still be at their first if they were worth it.

He just doesn't want to admit,
that for the tiniest second,
if you look at us
it looks like we're in love.

I see him look at her a way i've never seen before.
i see her look back like he's all she needs.
and for a split second,
i'm happy.
because she can give him everything i can't.

When i look in his eyes
i see someone different.
i see a guy
in love with a girl
who won't admit it
because his eyes take me off to somewhere
where i can write the story.
fact or fiction
i decide.
it's all how i want it to be.

The way i look, the way i act, they way i dress.
those things are all so different from how i feel.
i can look, i can act, i can dress like nothing is wrong.
but once you get down to how i feel,
nothing makes sense.
because i'm really good at lying.

On the inside,
we're both screaming 'i love you'
but letting it out seems so scary
we can't accept that it actually may be
right.

He tells me how much he loves her while he stares into my eyes
he doesn't even stop to realize
that on the inside i'm screaming,
i love you more.

On the inside im this beautiful, fun girl
he sees it, but he won't admit it
he thinks he's going crazy
but that's a little thing called love

For once
i want to just go up to him and yell how i feel
but once he hears it;
it won't make a difference
everything is the way it should be