I dont care what you did with her
Behind the privacy of curtins
I don't care that you were certain
I can ignore the sweet holding of the hands
I can bite my lip and say I'm over you
Say it doesn't burn as my toes sink in the sand
But I look at her and it got me thinking
Thoughts I can never push aside
I ask myself questions only you can answer
That will forever eat me inside
I'll say that it's just the weather
When it's her that makes me sick
I can smell her before she turns the corner
And it makes me crack like a thin stick
But it's not that she looks so good with you
It's not that you always love her
It's none of those, what hurts is that
She's everything and I'm not....
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