It’s not like,
I can’t pretend you’re not standing here so near.
It’s not like,
I can’t hear you whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

It’s not like,
You honestly really truly care.
It’s not like,
It’s your feelings you want to share.

It’s not like,
You really dared to dream.
It’s not like,
You wanted to prance me around and be seen.


It’s not like,
You tried to break my heart.
BUt hey in the end,
You still tore me apart.