Don't respond to this cause i know you don't know,
like why i miss you this much still, i don't know,
should have never let it grow now my heart is aching,
again in another blonde i was mistaken,
wanna know how i feel? you put me through hell,
and still to this day i'd watch a horror with the devil,
cause she doesn't wear Prada, she gotta be bad,
like this one green eyed girl i once never had,
fuck what i said, means absolutely nothing,
scary to think that once mean something,
now means zilch, like the team that got shut out,
easily forgotten like the man that got put out,
i can't sweat all this grief cause i actually cared,
once i saw those eyes i was prepared,
to take any pain that my brain can throw my way,
i don't regret anything but the end is what i say.