And she'll get over you, just give her time.
She'll get over you because she has to.
Eventually she'll run out of tears.
She can't live like this.
She just can't

I hate how being "just friends" is good enough for you.
I hate how you joke around like we used to.
I hate how you can just go on like it doesn't hurt you when it's killing me

And as she eyes him as she walks down the hall, his
brown eyes glance her way. Coincidence? Probably,
except it happens every day.

There's a girl in my mirror crying tonight,
And there's nothing I can say to make her feel all right.

She's fighting with herself, she doesn't know what to do,
She's afraid if she opens up, she'll end up losing you.
She can't take it any longer, all the lies and the tears,
How can she hide this from you, when she's known you for years.

I miss him, and I hate that.
I hate not being able to not think about him.
I hate that I see his face in my head,
hear his words echoing everywhere I go,
and feel his absence so keenly when he's gone.
Why can't I just let him go?

Sometimes a heart can't afford to be just friends.

I wanna let go and know I'll be alright.

And it only hurts at night
as I lay there and think of
what we used to be

I love how we laugh at the same things
we both have dorky smiles and get caught staring at each other;
and then look away fast and pretend nothing happened.
like you haven't been on my mind all these weeks.