Some days I feel fine, other days I feel like crap.
Most days I don't feel anything at all.
I want to miss you, but it doesn't feel right,
I want to love you, but it isn't nice.
Why do you still want me to love you?
I made my choice when you turned me away,
I grew tired and let myself grow cold.
Why do you even miss me?
You only miss me when she's not around,
You only call me when you want some fun.
Leave me alone, let me heal.
I don't want to be like that anymore.
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