I think about how
it might have been
it's not that i dont understand you
it's not that i dont wanna be with you
but you only wanted me, the way you wanted me
So i will head out alone
hope for the best
we can pat ourselves on the back
and say that we tried
you can tell the world what you want them to hear
'ive got nothing left to lose my dear
so i'm up for the little white lies
but you and i
know the reason why
i'm gone, and you're still there.