forget to tell her goodnight
after you have
made her cry,
she probably cried in her dark bedroom all alone
while she held her childhood teddy bear
close to her chest

tell her that it's all in her head
and that she is overreacting
when she is starting to break down
and tell her to stop when she starts
having problems getting air into her lungs

tell her you'll call her,
but instead go out and party all night
and make out with random strangers
who you find attractive in your drunken haze

on a street corner
in a crowded city
you'll see someone
across the way.

up until this point
their life has gone on.
they've had birthdays,
they've cried during movies,
they've said a final goodbye,
they've read books,
and even tasted food.

they've seen parts of the world
that you've seen, and parts of
the world that you haven't.
they've learned how to speak,
hear,
see,
observe,
and live life.

they have friends who live
near and far,
family who call too often,
and family who never bother.
they have experienced heartache,
and they have experienced joy.

they own an entire closet of clothing,
they have accidentally broken dishes,
they have inner desires and needs,
and they all fear life as much as they
crave it, just like you.

up until this point
their life has gone on.
they've collected memories,
they've been through school,
they've fallen in and out of love,
and they've probably not noticed you
the way you've noticed them.

all too quickly you'll realize
that this person has disappeared
down the street and around the corner.
up until now
their life has gone on
and you've only just noticed them,
except now
you'll likely never see them
again.

isn't it just the damnedest thing?

Saturday morning jumped out of bed,
screaming out the words I dread,
"I think I love you."
I'll be doing this, if you ever doubt,
till the love runs out.

[And] what would I do without your smart mouth,
when the days are cold, and the cards all fold?
[I would tell you,] "if you'll give your all to me,
I'll give my all to you,"
[but,] all you ever did was wreck me.

My head's underwater
'cause all of me loves all of you.
This isn't how I ever saw it going down.

You [would] call me at night,
and I [would] pick up the phone.
And though [you'd be] telling me,
I [knew] you [were] not alone.
You say that you'd take it all back,
that the past is the past,
it was a moment of weakness
and you said, "Yes."

You said, "Can't you just get over it,"
but do you honestly expect me to believe
we could ever be the same?
It’s hard to deal with the pain,
but I’m doing It.
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends,
but I’m doing It.

No... no, no, no...
You should've said "No", baby,
I shouldn't be asking myself, "Why?"
Cause what [you] did to us was tragic,
and what we had was really magic.

[But] you really don't need to worry,
[though[ you can see that I've been crying,
it turned my whole world around,
[but] I'll be alright.

[But] what hurts the most was being so close,
and having so much to say,
and watching you walk away.
[Though,] we were bound to be set free eventually,
I just wish I knew then what I know now.
That according to you: I'm stupid, I'm useless,
I can't do anything right. According to you
I'm difficult, I **** at telling jokes,  
boring, [a] girl with the worst attention span.
According to you, I’m moody, can’t show up on time, hard to please.
You’re the boy who put up with that.
According to you.

Why you gotta be so rude?
Don't you know I'm human too?
I need to feel appreciated,
like I'm not hated.
You said that I’m a disease.
Why you gotta be so rude?
[Well,] there are many things that I
would like to say to you...

[And] I know better than that, “don't let them in,
conceal, don't feel,”
I know better [to just], “let it go, let it go.”
I was completely not me,
but baby I'm coming clean.
[You’re probably scared to find out]
if I could say anything, anything
what would it be?

[It would go something like this.]
Yesterday I found out about you,
even now just looking at you feels wrong.
Wanting you, to be wanting me.
No that ain't no way to be.
I realized now I deserve so much more
than what you give.

[Well?] Loser, loser hope you love her
'cause you're stuck with her now.
Am I suppose to be torn apart
Broken-hearted in a corner crying?
Pardon me if I don't show it...

Hey boy I would of thought that when you left me
I'd be broken with my confidence gone.
Hey I'd never would of thought that when you left me
I'd feel **** and so good in my skin again.
I'm so over it, I've been there and back.
Moving on, it's my time, you never were a friend of mine.
[Oh, and] before you go, tell me this:
Where'd you meet that low down, up town,
slept with every guy around, pressed on eyelash, no good,
white trash[-- no,] ...was it worth it?
'Cause every inch of me is perfect from the bottom to the top.

[So] by now I hope you know...

[That] according to [me,]
I look so good without you
got me a new hairdo
looking fresh and brand new
since you said, "that we're through."
Done with your lies
baby now my tears dried,
you can see my brown eyes
ever since you said goodbye.
I look so good, I look so good without you.
I look so good, I look so good without you.

Na na na na, na na na na
hey hey hey, goodbye.
I'm so over it....

Does she hold you like I used to?
When you were too scared to
pick your head up from my shoulder?

Does she hum to you at night like I used to?
When your mind was too restless
to allow you to close your eyes?

Does she make you laugh like I used to?
When you'd stop only because you felt
like your stomach was on fire?

Does she make you feel bothered like I used to?
Does she make you feel mad like I used to?
Does she make you want to scream like I used to?

Was I ever even enough for you?
Will she ever even be enough for you?
Will she write one of these poems four years from now like I am?
Will she wonder what she ever did to deserve the hurt you caused?
Will she prevail? Will she crumble?

I'm still trying to figure out which one I'm doing.
You have made my life confusing.

Will I ever feel comfortable holding someone again?
Will I ever hum to another late at night?
Will I ever tell a joke just to hear another laugh?
Will they ever make me feel like you did?

Will she wonder the same things four years from now?
Will she think about me then?
She took what was mine
and in the end I wouldn't
be surprised if someone
took what she though
was hers.

I want to call out to you
but you wouldn't hear.

I want to run in front of you
but you wouldn't see.

I want to reach out to you
but you wouldn't feel.

Sometimes, I want to cease my existence
but you wouldn't notice.

No, you wouldn't notice all the things
I want to do, and how each of them
are thwarted by you.