Isn't it funny how all I think about is you.
Even though I know you'll never feel like I do.
Isn't it funny how once again you broke me heart,
And still I sit here waiting for a new friendship to start.
Isn't is funny how you don't even care.
While I sit here thinking this just isn't fair.
Isn't it funny how you've moved on so fast,
And still I remember you saying our friendship will last.
Isn't it funny how you said you care about me.
Even though it's just not what I see.
Isn't it funny how I write poems about you.
When you don't even think about me like you say you do.
It's become so blue, so stupid and lame.
At least I know for sure it'll never be the same.
