Moving on

Since I'm in love with you,
I didn't think I could get over you.

But I'm getting proven wrong.

I met a girl that,
I think could get my mind off you.

I didn't think I would ever be able to move on.

You had me seeing,
what I wanted to see.

I was forgetting about the bad times.

But now I'm seeing it all.

You only treated me good,
when you wanted something from me.

And you didn't care about my feelings,
when I'd see you cuddling with someone else.

And you only turned to me,
when you was hurt.

But what about when I'm hurt,
I get no comfort from you.

But now I don't care anymore.

Do as you wish,
and I will too.

I'll move on from you,
and I hope you regret it after you realize I'm done putting up with your bullshit.