I guess deep down
In the parts of me
I try to ignore
As best I can
I will admit
There are nights
Where I begin
To ache
Missing
Whatever the hell it was
That we had
That "flirtationship"
I don't know what it was
But I know
It sure hurt like hell
When you told me
That you loved her
And I discovered
That all those months
I'd spent on you
Were a waste
Because you loved her
The whole time
Well tonight
Is one of those nights
Where I really
kind of
I guess
sort of
miss you
...more than I care to confess