Now & then I think back to when we were still together.. Like when you said you were so happy, you could die. I told myself that you were right for me, but felt so lonely in your company. But that was love & it's an ache I still remember. You can become addicted to a certain kind of sadness. Like resignation to the end, always the end. So when we found that we could not make sense, you said that we could still be friends but I admit that I was glad it's over.
Now & then I think of all the times you screwed me over, but always had me believing it was always something that I'd done. But I don't want to live that way-reading into every word you say. You said that you could let it go & that I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know.
But you didn't have to cut me off, acting like it never happened & that we were nothing. & I don't even need your love but you treat me like a stranger & that feels so rough. No, you didn't need to stoop so low. I guess that I don't need that though... Now you're just somebody that I used to know.