Too many strings are wrapped
around my heart and chest.
With such a knotted mess,
I'll cut the ties
of heavily spun lies;
I'll feel alright again.

If I could have
I would have
But I couldn't
And I can't
And I'm *sorry

I miss you, I truly do...
I lay in bed at night thinking of you,
thinking about how we left things,
not how I wanted them to end.

I think about what happened,
and how I was so dumb,
and wonder why we did,
what we did.

I thought we had something special,
but I guess I was wrong...
I was in love,
but you called it crazy.

You hurt me to the core,
never thought you would,
I thought you were different,
I was wrong there too...

My heart will never be whole again,
I am broken...
but who cares?
Right?

So "thank you" for the hurt,
and for the pain,
because though I miss you,
the pain makes it easier...

I was in love once,
and might be still...
but I'm moving on,
to someone who cares about me.

I may need to heal,
but I know it's what I have to do...
"Thanks" for everything...
I'm just here to be walked on anyways....

The face you see standing in front of your door
Doesn't want you anymore

You steal her weekend nights
You rewind the thoughts of her mind

The face you see standing in front of your door
Is not into it anymore

It was question of time
For her to realize
That you where never down for her
When the sun is about to rise
Neither when the moon says goodbye

The face you see standing infront of your door
Is not waiting anymore