In class i daydream about you
i see you in every picture...

And maybe it's just this moment when I realize...

I am sobbing
i have no life...

Tick tock, tick tock,
so on goes the old clock...

You can...
build me up...

Watching you chest go up and down,
Your hair is in your eyes...

So this is what it's like
to be on my own...

Within my head
images of him swirl around...

My trust is such a precious thing
that you took for-granted too easily...

I'm trying to get over you
but there's always something bringing you back up...

U used me
and abused me...

Two time heartbreak, 3 time pain
two "I Love yous", it's all the same...