Your a little too late
Im a little too gone
A little too tired of just hangin on

Its from a song

Maybe I'm not over you
Maybe I'm lying to myself
Maybe all those tears meant nothing
Maybe I'm just a good liar
Maybe just Maybe I came to my senses
Or Maybe I'm lying to myself
Maybe I don't know the truth
I really don't know the truth

I look around and see everything falling
I look even harder and see for once your not the reason
There's no way for me to explain this but.....
I think I'm over you

I dont miss this you... i miss the old you.
the one whod play with my hair.
the one who used to make me laugh at all cost?
do you remember him?
hes just becoming a faded scar.
and if you see him again...
ask him to come back

Everytime you walk by......
i die a little inside