You know its all a game.
That we play back and forth.
I leave. You chase.
And were back to square one.
We were not mean to be.
And I tried my best to work it through.
I asked my friends "what should I do?"
There only advice was leaving you.
But im glad I did.
Or at least thats what I tell myself.
I swear to god I never would of known
your face or your name.
If everyday is a constant reminder your a
whore, liar, ghost, harlet.
And its sad to say, that
I still cry to the Bayside CD everyday.
Dont you know that those songs are about you?
Check tracks 8 and 9.
Then call me back.
You ask me "when is it over?"
Over? This isnt over till I say its over.
Back to Square one.
Come On
