what's it like to forgive and forget
you seem to do that often

it's all talk
never fulfilled promises
lousy and poorly at best

I start to hate every tuesday and wednesday
I hope thrusday and friday last a little longer too

I hide out in my room
I get the feeling
I don't belong in your life anymore

pushing me out
slowly
replaced and I start to feel lonely

time to grow up
think this is the end of the line

I already miss you
standing next to you

there's no way to prepare myself
to let you go