here i am, all alone
sitting on my bed
in the middle of my room
listening to my head
there it goes again
making me think of you
making me wonder if
you're thinking of me too
shh, i'm trying to listen
i'm trying to undertsand why
how can i love
and live a lie?
how could you do this to me?
don't i mean anything to you?
or are you sitting up tonight
and thinking of me too
no, you can't be
you only think of yourself
you're too wraped up in you
to worry about anyone else
i must be some kind of idiot
to be sitting here thinking of you
and to be wondering if
you're thinking of me too