I'm watching out the window,
Waiting; almost hoping you'll show up..
Regretting all of what you said to me,
But nothing, No one pulls up..
And I'm still took by the way you acted and
an the way you said those things;
So I'm convincing myself, that it's not my fault at all.
But this frown is going to be here a while..
And the tears will continue to fall,
Cause I've lost a really close friend,
and I don't feel like smiling.
I know it's bad, but I hope you're feeling as shitty as me.. And I hope you cried too.
Cause the way we ended wasn't right,
but I guess it's like you said...
The past is the past.
