So I say goodbye
To everything I thought I knew
To Everything I thought of you
To the love I thought was true
To every one of the chances I blew
So I whisper It one last time
'goodbye I love you...'
and slowly pull the triger

Why should i be sad
about the love i once had
how come im still crying
why am i still trying
since as far as i can see
your doing perfect without me

Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was choice, but falling in love with you was completely out of my control.