My favorite song isn’t mine anymore You took it and made it yours Like you do with everything else. The beat doesn’t take me to a different place It just takes me right back to looking at your face. Every new song I hear, I want to send you it. *******, stop making me feel like ****. The street lights flicker through my blinds Somehow, they used to clear my mind. Like a studio apartment in the heart of New York City You once told me. Your attempt at making me smile In a time of my darkest trial. Through change I couldn’t stand, You came and held my hand. My own bed doesn’t belong to me It’s missing a spot where you used to be The cold side of my pillow doesn’t exist It’s getting harder to resist. Every side is cold without you Boy, what can I do? I obsessively obsess over you I’m over it And you are over it, too. Why do you lie to me when I cry? Would it just be easier to say goodbye? You once said that I looked beautiful in the dark Bruised my heart with your mark. Now it cloaks and traps with no trace of escape I’m becoming desperate to erase Every thought of you But I can’t.