Everyday I think of ways to get you back.
Ways that would make you smile,
Ways that would make you sad,
Ways that would make you regret, and
Ways that would make you feel guilty.

Everyday I think that maybe if you just saw me, everything would go back to normal.
Maybe if I just showed up to your house one night and knocked on your window,
Then you would see how much I still love you.
I could hold you in my arms again to show you what it feels like to be held by someone who loves you more than themself.

But I know that wouldn't help.
It would just make things worse.
Because I don't want you back if you're only here because you feel bad for me.
I want you back because you love me and can't live without me.

But now I know that you can live happily without me.
Too bad I can't live without you.