Tell me you don't love me. Tell me you don't care. Tell me its better if I leave.
Tell me I should go and find someone new. Tell me you'll never call. Tell me you hate the
way i look at you. Tell me you hate how i see past your guard. You've worked so hard to
build it up. Just to watch it fall. Tell me it was all a lie. Just tell me you wont miss
me at all. The hardest part of this whole mess is that what i say is not truth. I don't
want to watch you hurt and i don't want to see you cry. I dont want you to tell me you don't
love me and i don't want to hear that you don't care. It wont be better if i leave and i
can't find someone new. Because deep down inside we both know i still love you.
