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when you called me up that morning to tell me about the new love you found.
said i was happy for you.
i'm really happy for you.
found someone else, i guess i won't be coming round.
i guess it's over.
and from what you said, i know somehow.
don't worry i can take the news ok.
but if you see me walking by, and the tears are in my eyes,
look away.
and if you meet me on the streets someday, and i don't know what to say,
look away.
don't look at me, i don't want you to see me this way.
when we both agreed that we were better off as friends,
that's how it has to be.
i tell myself i'm fine, but sometimes i just pretend.

and when you ask me so when's it gonna be GONE AND BE DONE YA with the emoing, i'd look you in your face and tell you to leave me alone.
it's not so much about wallowing in self pity and being depressed anymore.
it's more off being jaded.
i don't really know how to express everything in words, as you should very well know.
so let the lyrics of various songs represent what i'm feeling.
and don't just ask me to bring out the rational side in me.
you don't know how much i'm trying to wake up from this nightmare.
and please believe me when i say i'm trying, cause i really am.
but i guess, you have to give me some space to run away when i need to.
cause it's now that i know i'd rather run away from it all, then face it.

i see the sky- it's so beautiful and blue.
the tv's on, but the only thing's that showing is a picture of you.
i get up and make myself some coffee.
i try to read abit, but the story's too thin.
i thank the lord above, that you're not here to see me in the shape i'm in.
feeling so small as i stare at the wall.
my friends keep telling me, hey life will go on. time will make sure i'll get over you.
this silly game of love you play, only to lose.
falling asleep to the sound of tears on the couch, prayers gone blind.
who can help me wake up from this dream.

so what's the point of telling me that you meant every single word of it.
in the end, you still failed to not make me feel played.
like a chesspiece on the board.
i sort of entered the game, knowing the end.