It's wierd when he doesn't touch me, you know?

Like he's denying everything we ever did

He won't even meet my eyes

I can see him trying to erase my from his mind

Turn me back into the young girl I was before

Back into the friend

Doesn't he know I have a part of his soul here in me?

I'm sure he's oblivious to the fact

That every time he tries to act casual

He's killing my memories of love for him

He's killing the memories of me he sees in the dark when he can't fall asleep

"I think about you when I'm falling asleep. It's fucking wierd."

Yeah, thanks.

I know.

I used to smile when I had that problem.

Now it only makes me feel haunted.

And forgotten.

Just once, try to think of it as a good thing, what we had

You used to believe in me, in us

Impossible as it may seem

It's all right to keep me in your life

No one has to know, baby

No one has to know.