Why does it seem, that when you're in a group of friends
Everyone thinks you're great.
But then when your on your own the greatness is soon replaced,
With something thats fake
But its ok with me
Come pick me up as your walking away
With your beautiful eyes and the so you says
Ask me your questions and maybe your regrets
But no one has the answer today
They criticize decisions you make
But you sit and you give and you take
Its not like your asking alot but its ok
Because its not all lost
You wanted to be the center of
All of which we had made
I know how bad it can get
Playing on the side of the stage
But thats no excuse, for the way you treated me
And i say that im glad it ended this way
Because im much better off without you
