I get by on pretending that you look at me when I look away
I have no way to prove that you do
I like to think that you would
Even though you have her to look at

There are not enough words in the world
not enough hours of sleep
not enough alcohol or drugs
to remove your face from my brain

Watching you treat her was supposed to make me forget you
It makes me want you more
It makes me want to be her
Not her, but in her place I mean because I could treat you better

(I couldn't treat you better)