I know I said I have I've gotten over it.
But I think some part of me will never get over it.
I don't know why but "When there was me and you" suddenly popped into my head and decided to stay.
It's funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I'm standing here but all I want
Is to be over there
Why did I let myself believe
That miracles could happen?
'Cause now I have to pretend
That I don't really care
...
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
...
...
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes upon a star
They don't come true
...
I left out the parts which didn't really apply (this is some mushy love song after all) -- they are denoted by ellipses.
Anyway. I thought it was really how I felt. Dramatic, and cliche, but true.
And I don't know how to face you anymore anyway. Not without having to fake everything I say or do.
And I'm tired of having to pretend I'm happy!
