I miss you being there
but the thing that hurts the most,
you just don't care

Time is running out.
take her by the hands now and fulfil her dreams

Tell me is this real
my heart trust in us
but my head knows
you're just too perfect
you hardly exist

It's just too difficult
being me instead of we

What's better?
a lie that brings a smile
or the truth that brings a tear?

Promises mean everything
but after they're broken
they mean nothing

I see the way you look at her
and i'd be lying if i said it didn't hurt

Pain is inevitable
suffering is optional

I want to be his favourite hello and hardest goodbye

Should i smile because you're my friend?
or cry because that's all we ever will be?