I wait by the phone even though I know you won't call tonight. And I don't know why I torture myself if I know it never works out with me. I'm tired of giving myself completely up without getting something back. It's the never ending saga of my life and I know that for a fact.

All those times you said you loved me now I know that it's not true. And when you look in the mirror the only one you love is staring back at you. And how come my other friends can take the time the time to call me and make sure I'm fine? Oh, I nearly forgot: time acts differently with you.

With hesitation I say. Go play your own game.

Around you I could never act myself. And acting like it was myself proved never to be myself. So I take it back I don't need you. You never were that cool. So go to hell, I don't need you. You never were that cool.

Loving someone in the long run has always left me hurt. And everyone around me has found someone so I feel left in the dirt. So I'm left sitting at home counting the pictures on my wall. And still you haven't called.

I'll never find someone who really cares because every single time I think I do. I end up with someone like you whose head is full of hot ai . So I wish it could've worked out between us. And I wished it could've worked out between us.