Verse 1

Remember we used to text each other every single day

When we were on the bus on our way back home?

It's shocking how quickly you've snatched all of that away-

Now you barely ever reply, I'm left feeling alone.

Verse 2

Remember the smileys- laughter, wink, tongue and kiss?

The playful bickering, and all the meaningless fights?

Everything you've long forgotten is everything that I miss.

Now I can't sleep, you don't wish me goodnight.

Chorus

Sometimes I'm jealous of how fast you've moved on,

But then you never were in love in the first place.

And some days I wonder how you manage to sleep at nights,

Are you never ever haunted by my tear-streaked face?

Doesn't even the faintest voice in your head ever yell at you,

"Hey, why did you give her hope all this time when

You always knew it wouldn't work, you never planned on staying?"

And now I'm stuck in how things used to be back then.

Verse 3

Remember how we used to talk at lunch every single day?

Remember smiling at me? Remember "road-block"?

You broke the relationship that I built like it was made of clay,

And I'm still here wishing I could turn back the clock!

Verse 4

Now you spend your lunch with all your single friends and

When we're face to face, we small talk awkwardly.

You talk to my best friend like I don't exist, I don't understand,

Why do you have to make me feel invisible and silly?

Chorus

Sometimes I'm jealous of how fast you've moved on,

But then you never were in love in the first place.

And some days I wonder how you manage to sleep at nights,

Are you never ever haunted by my tear-streaked face?

Doesn't even the faintest voice in your head ever yell at you,

"Hey, why did you give her hope all this time when

You always knew it wouldn't work, you never planned on staying?"

And now I'm stuck in how things used to be back then.

Outro

And now I'm stuck in how things used to be back then.

And now I'm stuck in how things used to be back then.

But it never was perfect, was it?

Every time you ignore me now, I'm reminded,

That it was always, always one-sided.