She's gone now.
She's still my friend, but she doesn't understand.
I'll never have her back, and now my world truly is bland.
She's not dead, but she's not mine, and I'm supposed to deal with that somehow.

But what hurts is that for months she wanted to be just friends.
I messed up, I was too mean, I wasn't enough.
I know her words aren't bluff.
We're in too deep to make amends.

If she wanted to be friends for so long,
she won't change her mind.
How could I have been so blind?
Without her, I'm not strong.

I don't think she cares.
She said that nothing will change, it's just a title.
I guess those two years just weren't that vital.
I think I'm the only one shedding tears.

One day, she'll say she's with someone else.
And I'll remember again, that she'll never be mine.
Our story has reached the end of the line.
When I see her, my heart no longer melts.

I can't stop crying.
Our breakup must be my fault, I wasn't strong.
She's too perfect to have done anything wrong.
I think I'm dying.

I don't want to be here if she's not mine.
I wish the world could fade away.
How cruel, to do this near my birthday.
But I take that back, as I do every time I walk this stupid line.

She said that she could change her decision.
I told her she won't, but I said thanks for thinking she might.
I can't give myself false hope, when it's just going to make me cry at night.
I broke my own heart with my own perfect precision.

I deserve this pain.
I don't deserve to be happy, that I can see.
Everyone just sees me as a worthless flea.
Two years, down the drain...

I don't want to sleep.
Food is bland to me.
I'm annoying, I agree.
All I do now is weep.

You can say I'll get over it, and that I'll be okay.
But I won't be, because she was there when no one else was.
She loved me when I didn't even love myself, she was my late gift from Santa Claus.
But I'll be stuck seeing her, knowing she will never be mine, everyday.

I trusted, and my trust fell through as always.
I was hurt, when I thought it wouldn't happen.
But it's my fault. It always is. As always, I'm the one lacking.
I'm going to be afraid of everything now, for forever and a day.