The broken memories from the past
That I always thought would last
Are gone now from your head
Now I'm laying here wide-awake in bed
Trying to think of what I said
What did I do?
How could this happen?
I want it to end.
I've made new friends and they are like gold
And I'm afraid you're a thing of the past
You've grown old.
The things that you said left me wide awake at night
whatever this is its not a delight
I just want this to be gone
out of my sight!