it's up to you to deny the truth
but i'm looking through you : cold, dark, nothingness
i recognize that it's you not i
who has fucked around a little too much this time
and if you see me walking
if i'm smiling a little too much for your liking
just turn your head and look the hell away
and if i-love-you's are running through your head
and they're circling and digging in too deep
and awakening your sleep
i'd like to bring to mind
i never touched your heart
you broke mine
get out of my way
and if you see me talking
to all your friends inappropriate ways
just turn your head and look the hell away
it's funny now that you never cross my mind
even more than you could imagine
cause loving you was like a film of heartbreak
coated, but i've washed clean
