Two little kids.

So I guess you could say I don't miss you alot
And that I like being everything you're not
I'm happy that you're finally gone
But I'm surprised that it took me this long
Except that I don't know what to do with myself
Sometimes I take those memories down off the shelf
And although it makes me think of you,
It makes me think of everything you put me through
And I realize that I was right for what I did
In some crazy, mixed-up way;
We were nothing but two little kids
Who didn't know anything anyway...