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Why are nights like this so hard so often

Head in hands with "Wait" playing in the back

I can only imagine what you're doing and who you're with

Letting out the laughter you never let me hear

God, I wish you would have let me hear... goodbye



I wonder if you even think about me

The way you used to say it allowed me

To believe that there was nothing better than the moment

But there was something more often on your mind than me

And he will always be the rebound you never found in me



Patching holes with empty nights

With strangers who never measure up, quite likely

Because all I think about is you before I fall asleep

And how you used to wish out loud at 11:11

And how you used to say that the blinking 12's meant nothing

Execpt that the wish had already come true

But now all the clock is blinking are identical 8's

And I fear that 11:12 may be too late to say... come home



I wonder if you ever think about me

The way you used to say it allowed me

To believe that there was nothing better than the moment

But there was something more often on your mind than me

And he will always be the rebound you never found in me



I will search in the same fashion as you

To forget the little things that make a person fall in love

And maybe if I'm lucky I'll find someone who'll give me half as much as you did

God, I hope you find someone who'll give you twice as much as he took

God, I wish I could have heard you say... goodbye



I wonder if you ever or even think about me

When you're patching holes with empty nights

God, I guess this is the silent scream of goodbye