You’d Like This Song, Too Bad It's About You
We met, we kissed, we fell in love
In that order on that night back Home
It was simple and sincere and just enough
I never feel that right alone
Scared to give it up so quickly
Finally healthy when I’ve acted so sickly
Now it’s all my fault
I’m gone, I’m gone
I can’t sugarcoat the ache
For a stupid song
Let’s call this what it is
And not what it’s not
I’m just a girl you loved
Then someone you forgot
Metaphors are lost on me
This heartbreak isn’t therapy
This isn’t “like” anything else
This stands alone by itself
You said I was the center of your universe
Turns out your universe was ten square kilometers
We ceased, we’re deceased and what’s even worse
You’ve got a new flame – I’d kill to meet her
It’s driving me insane, don’t know what to do
I left much too soon
Let’s call this what it is
And not what it’s not
I’m just a girl you fucked
up and lost
Metaphors are lost on me
You took away my irony
This isn’t “like” anything else
This stands alone by itself
I could say
You shot an arrow into my heart
It bled dry and crumbled apart
Just douse the wound with alcohol
So I can’t feel the sting at all
Our memories are a noose
But really what’s the use?
Now it’s all my fault
I’m gone, gone
Can’t admit we don’t belong
Let’s call this what it is
And not what it’s not
I’m just a girl you kissed
Or maybe not
Metaphors are lost on me
Our time was just a fantasy
This isn’t “like” anything else
This stands alone by itself
I’m gone, I’m gone
I can’t sugarcoat the ache
For a stupid song
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