We can never have everything
There will always be something missing,
Or something wrong with ourselves
That stops us from being the "so-called perfect"

Because a perfect person--
It does not exist
It's just too good to ever be true
Simply a myth that can never be real

She always took you for granted
All your efforts are always neglected by her
And you don't seem to care
She just always gets away with it

She's just that important to you
And whatever i do
Whatever I say
I can't take her place

Have you heard of the saying
If they don't appreciate your presence
Make them appreciate your absence
Maybe that's what I'll do

I'll stop pushing myself to you
Just so you'd be with me
Just so you'd talk to me
Or even just to notice me

Back then, did you really appreciate my presence?
Or was I just a person
That even if you lost
Still won't be a loss for you?

If I disappear
And not bother you again
Would you notice me then?
Would you even remember me?

Because frankly,
That's all i ever wanted
And all I ever needed from you
--your interest