Yesterday, you told me you loved me.
Today, you told me you loved me.
I said you were lying.
Wanna know why?
You see, there's this kid.
I don't know him.
He doesn't know me.
We have nothing to do with each other.
Yeah, him.
You like him.
Which technically means you don't love me.
For the past couple weeks, I wondered if I made the right choice by walking away.
With each passing day, I'm starting to believe that I did.
After all, you're interested in him.
So, please.
Don't lie to me anymore.
Don't lie to yourself anymore.
You say you miss me.
You say you still like me.
You say you love me.
And yet, you like him too.
I'm tired of sitting around, waiting for a miracle.
I'm tired of waiting for God to shine a light on me.
I'm tired of being lied to.
I'm tired of being stepped on.
I'm tired of being used.
I'm tired of being played.
Sometimes, I just want to curl up in a ball and hope it all goes away.
All the bullshit.
Everything.
Do you realize what you said today meant to me?
You said, "Just because I'm interested in him..."
And I cut you off.
I don't wanna hear it.
You say you're sorry for hurting me.
Yeah, you seem real fucking apologetic.
I'm not going to hold this against you.
It's your choice.
Like I said, you like who you like.
And it's obvious who your clear cut choice is.
I'm not going to hold this against you.
It's your choice.
Like I said, you like who you like.
And it's obvious who your clear cut choice is.
I'm not gonna sit here and cry
I'm out the door
I just don't have the strength anymore