I wonder, am I diluting these illusions of seclusion? I want to borrow your voice because I'm alone. It carries a familiar tone. Please forgive me, I'm trying to atone. I always looked at you so slanted, I always took what you said for granted. Now it's set in stone granite. So many warnings I should've listened. So many words I missed them. I'm missing you and you're with him. I walk my way head up high, secretly wishing I was that guy. I miss you being around, our love was so profound. I hope he treats you right in leaps and bounds. I couldn't bare to stare in those eyes and beg for another try, I thought I already said goodbye?