Even If I Was

"How are you?" you ask like you give a damn
You're messing with my ex, you don't care how I am!
You're my friend, or atleast that's what you're supposed to be
Can't you see that what you're doing is killing me?

"Are you still hurt?" you can't even look me in the eye
I stare down at the floor and "no" is what I reply

You ask me if I'm sad and if I'm thinking of him still
You try to be sympathetic and pretend you care how I feel
You ask me if I've been crying and if I'm mad at you too
I just fake a smile because even if I was, I wouldn't tell you

I wouldn't tell you that I can't sleep at night
I wouldn't tell you that I've lost my appetite
I wouldn't say a word to you about being sad
I wouldn't reminisce with you about what him and I had
I wouldn't tell you that I think of him all the time
And I would never tell you I wish he was still mine
I wouldn't tell you that I wonder how he feels holding you
I wouldn't let you know that sometimes I don't know what to do
I wouldn't tell you how mad I am inside
I wouldn't tell you about the tears I hide

I wouldn't tell you that I'm hurt, or crying, or that I'm jealous too
I mean, I'm not, but even if I was, I wouldn't tell you!