I bet you think I’m some sad little girl
Who can only function when someone is whispering
Sweet nothings into her ears.
Well maybe you're right but you are no longer offering that service,
So I must move on from you
And although my heart stops to say
'But I don't want to go that way'
Some decisions are made without you
I bet your some where not thinking of me
Or smiling on the fact that you're 'doing the right thing'
Well tonight I should tie myself up from talking to you
Because I know I've done it before
I gave you my everything, so what's left for me?
Check me out,
I'll be in the corner of my room,
Trying my best not to think of you