Why do I force myself to think 'bout you?
When things between us ended long ago?
Why do I sit and sweat and stare and stew
and mourn for someone that I used to know?
You led me to do things I couldn't take
Still I cannot condemn you as to blame
Still I believe our love was my mistake
Still I will never ever be the same.
Yet I've matured and learned and I have found
That I've spent too much time on reminiscing
I let you leave me lying on the ground
And all along it's me I have been missing

Now I've grown up and now I fin'ly see
I speak not of love for you, but love for me.