I wish I would've accepted the truth.
But my heart gave you the benefit of every doubt.
Now I'm left to wonder if you were only biding your time
Until I figured you out.

Maybe you didn't think I ever would.
But since you claim you knew that I was in love,
did it ever cross your mind that you would leave me
guessing why I am never good enough?

Perhaps that's the one puzzle
that I'll never find the energy to solve.
I fear the answer to that riddle
could make what's left of my heart dissolve.

You may feel guilty now,
but you have promised that before.
Believing you again and hoping you're my friend
will only leave the wounds you chose to make raw and sore.

So when you start to miss me, and you see that I'm okay,
If you miss the way we used to be,
And you start to see past your selfishness
remember how you couldn't force yourself to love me.