I was so foolish to believe the words you said
The morning text and late goodnight's
The 'i love you's' did they mean nothing to you
You called me beautiful and amazing
I was so foolish to believe the words you said

I was so foolish to believe it was true
The words you spoke they were lies
The way you ended things broke me in two
"im sorry but i just dont love you"
I was once beautiful and amazing to you
God i was so foolish to believe anything we had was true.

I remember the way you looked at me as if i were the only girl in your world
I should have known better
The way you spoke to me the words you said
I fell in love each and everyday
Our late night talks did they mean anything to you?

I Remember when you told me you loved me
I should have known better
The way 'i love you' fell from your lips
I cried for the first time i met you
Our kisses Did they mean anything to you?

I Remember when you said good bye
I should have known you'd say goodbye
The way you told me you found someone new
I felt free for the first time that day
Our memories they meant nothing did they?

That's what we were..a almost
You told me not to be afraid of the fall
And i wasn't
Silly me for thinking you were going to catch me
Do you remember what you told me that night
"We just have to win this fight"
But you left me to fight on my own
I was broken and all alone

Did you not see me standing there?
While you moan as she pulled on your hair
I cried on my mothers lap
Screaming, Crying
Wondering why
Why we couldn't be more then a almost

I write you letters and i tell you things i cant say face to face
I tell you how my day was and what i learned
I tell you how im feelng and if today was bad or good
i tell you my fears of not being a good enough daughter

I spend hours on these letters and i wish i could tell you on my own
You write me letters too
You tell me how much you love me how your day was
You tell me im stronger then what i use to do and you tell me that nothing can change the love and care you have for me
You tell me im good enough and always will be

Hopefully one day i will stop writing letters and talk to you face to face
Will you wipe the tears that fall just like the paper does?
will you hold me tightly when i am having trouble explaining all that has happened
Will i still be good enough when you see what i really am ?