When I think about you
It's not so much about the good times
Because now I realize
They were only good
In the warped replays that buzzed in my head
And they were few and far between

I think about that one time
you were fighting with me like you always did
and you said "someday you won't need me"
and "someday you won't care about me"
and I promised that day would never come
but you made me a liar
because you were right