...all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart,
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself. I used to cry
But now I hold my head up high
It took...
Now and then...
...I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
Tell me...
...does she kiss, like I used to kiss you,
does it feel the same when she calls your name?
