I call it research so it doesn’t seem like I’m drowning my sorrows because of my ex
So it doesn’t seem like I miss her so much I actually sit and drink to forget my problems
When in reality it only makes my problems worse
It only makes me think more of the things I’m trying so hard to forget
Tonight I went to a movie, alone
I tried really hard not to make the lead actress of the movie my ex
But every time he kissed her
Every time he placed his hand on the small of her back
Every single time he looked at her with the eyes of a lost dog
The eyes of a person who’s so deep in love that he’s lost
I thought of her
I thought of you