I never meant to make it out to be some huge romance
Although I guess it could have been, just given half a chance
And I wanted to start this with a memory or two.
After all Im sick of writing letters adressed to you.
Tonight I cant sleep, tonight I cant breathe
But I want you to know;
I only wrote this song about you,
So I could let go.
Isnt it cliched of me to talk of broken hearts?
And to blame oblivion because I fell apart?
I suppose I should explain that whenever you said goodbye,
I imagined I love yous, since Im far too proud to cry.
And you watched me fall apart and you laughed as you drive me crazy,
And you pretended how I became was not just how you made me,
And even though you lied I guess you never knew the truth,
But I only wrote this song because Im finally over you.
Tonight I cant sleep, tonight I cant breathe
But I want you to know;
I only wrote this song about you,
So I could let go.
I only wrote a song because you never even knew;
And I thought it was time to tell the world that I got over you.