I feel like ****.
It's hitting me now.
Love doesn't last.
It doesn't last at all.
You can try all you want
But sometimes, it's not meant to work out.

What the **** does that mean?
What the **** does that mean?
It's not meant to work out?
What the **** does that even mean?

You spend years with someone and decide that's it for you.
You don't want to do it anymore.
You don't want to share a bed, or live together.
Or make love after a long day at work.
You'd rather be with someone new.
Start fresh with a stranger.
Why
Why
Why couldn't we have done it?
Why couldn't we have worked it out?
"It's not you, baby, it's me."
No it's me, baby, it's me.
What am i doing wrong?
Baby, tell me.
"I just don't feel the same as i used to."

And that's when it gets rough.
You pull a heart out of a chest and you can't stuff it back in.
You can't shove words back down your throat.
You can't change feelings.
Everybody thinks in love you can change their mind.
But once a mind is made up, it's not going to change.
It just feeds you words that make you want to curl up and disappear.
That make you feel so ******* stupid.
All the things I did for you,
All the time I spent on you,
All the love I gave you.

But sometimes, it's not meant to work out.