This sentimental point of view is contemplating thoughts about you.
It goes too far, but it never goes away.
Heart-to-heart is wearing thin. I guess you've lost the need for feeling.
Things change. You've gone. But you left the rest of me.
It breaks my heart in two.

One too many broken hearts.
One too many days i've gone without you.
Life's a lovely thing to waste, but i won't waste my life on you.
I'll try to make things work out.

I belive that everything has potential to be nothing.
Guess we weren't anything.
You never said that you think we should take a break for a while.
I guess you found what you really want,
but i want you to forgive me for not forgiving you.
I won't forgive you.
I won't forget that you forgot me.

One too many broken hearts.
One too many days i've gone without you.
Life's a lovely thing to waste, but i won't waste my life.
Fuck you. I'll try to make things work out.