Not talking to you is tha hardest thing i think...
but its only hurting myself i know thats true...

Angry at myself is what i really am
tho I'm angry at you to...

Back and forth
thoughts racing threw my mind...

Had a few drinks
decided to drive...

Tearing me down trying not to cry
does anyone understand why...

I cry myself to sleep nobody knows
i smile to hide the pain that noone notieces...

You would tell me i was your dream girl
you couldnt have asked for anything more...

Sitting here wondering when the next time i talk...
im your girlfriend but that dont seem to matter to...

Even tho im with you i feel so lonley and used
even when you tell me im your only one...

If i could only find that one place in this world...
everything just might be alright...

As i sit here and wonder
how shit got so bad...

So Ive deleted your numbers
forgot your face...