you’ve been going out at night

i’m out of sight and out of mind

you’ve never really been the type

but i guess things are different now

 

how am i supposed to feel?

i get the point, i know the deal

this might be the way you heal

but god, you’re just so different now

 

making up shit in my head

i’ve been telling myself that you’re still all upset

i almost wish you the best

but i mostly hope you’re a wreck

 

i’ve been telling whiter lies in hopes that i can sleep at night

and this regret eats me alive!

but maybe things are better now

 

honestly i’m sick of this

i’m acting like a hypocrite

you know that i’m full of shit

pretending things are better now

 

what a waste of time

 

making up shit in my head

i’ve been telling myself thatyou wish i was dead

i almost wish you the best

won’t you tell me you miss me instead?

 

i hate myself for what i’ve done

hate seeing that you’re moving on

relearning lessons i forgot

different ’cause you might be the one

been screaming “sorrys” in my mind

i wish i realized it in time

i’ll sit with my unanswered whys

and cope with knowing you’re not mine

 

you’ve been going out at night

i’m out of sight and out of mind

you’ve never really been the type

but i guess things are different now