I drove by all the places we used to hangout getting wasted
I thought about our last kiss,, how it felt,, the way you tasted
and even thought your friend tell me your doing fine
are you somehere feeling lonely even thought he's right beside you?
when he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?
sometimes I start to wonder, was is just a lie?
if what we had was real, how could you be fine?
'cause I'm not fine at all
I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down you face
and the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
and forget about the stupid little things
like tha way it felt to fall asleep next to you
and the memories I never can escape
'cause I'm not fine at all
The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone