and i don't turn around anymore
cause there's nothing to look back to
and no, i don't think of you anymore
cause i know that i won't see you
so what's the use?
july was alright but it went slow
this time i'll leave the calendar and go
and i'm a liar cause i look over my shoulder
and start to think about you
and you're on my mind all the fucking time
and you yell and scream at me in my dreams
did you really cry like i still do?
i just need to know -- who are you now?