I see you sitting with her,kissing on her. Are you telling her the things you used to tell me? Promises of how things would be?
I see you holding on to her, are you doing those things we used to do? Making her crave all of you?
Whats wrong with this picture, she used to be me. We were inseparable the way it should be. Are you confused? Maybe I could help. Baby its over learn to accept.
I saw you looking at me, wishing it was me. Do you miss me know? Want to kiss me now? I'm so sorry, well, maybe not. In the end you deserved every damn thing that you got.
Whats wrong with this picture, I used to be her. Watching your eyes chase every other girl. Are you starting to wish you done things right? If you had I would be with you tonight.
We saw you today sitting all alone. Are you finally starting to see? You pushed us away, maybe thats how it should be. No more lies or empty words spoken. No more promises to be broken.
Whats wrong with this picture for once its nothing. Its all right, I moved on and so did she. Were finally happy,this is how it should be.
