I'm through with love, love's through with me, I guess I messed up one time too many.

People have told me to get over you, but how can I when you're the only person who makes me happy?

I can only wonder how touching you would make me feel, but if I take that chance right now, tomorrow will you want me still?

Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I'd stay up and think of you and I'd wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too.

And I need to get all these memories of "us" out of my head, cause baby they're just making me wanna cry.

You promised me you would be there for me whenever I needed you to be, but yet you weren't there those times when I needed you the most.

We don't need more money, we don't need greater success or fame, we don't need the perfect body or even the perfect mate. Right now, at this very moment, we have a mind, which is all the basic equipment we need to achieve complete happiness.

Everyone always says to me "you're so pretty", but they never see the pain hidden behind my fake smile.

You can dry my eyes, but you can't stop the pain inside I'm trying to hide.

Somehow the words "you don't know what you got til it's gone" just quite doesn't say it.