Screwed

I think about the days when everything was nice
i think about the days when our words would glide on ice

i think but in my head
these words wont sink

how every things not the same
as it use to be when everything was all a game
now its screwed everything you see the lies you told me

its hard to shake it off everything you said to me
its like you said
its all not going to be the same anymore with me

about those days i sit and cry
just got to let it go and stop asking myself why