I used to think I knew how you felt
about me...about us.
You said you would tell me everything and now it seems you hide everything
Well actually...let me take that back
It's only when you're mad
Then you apologize later
But while we are fighting
I just think about a lot of things
What if this time...you don't say you're sorry?
What will become of you and me...I don't know
I'm just trying to say
We're not what we used to be.
