oh this is lovely
thank you for writing me but
how do i reply?
what could i possibly say
to a girl who hardly rates a memory?
i guess i blocked you out
but it was nothing personal
you just knew me before i was me
and i guess you gotta choose your sides
you gotta choose your sides
you gotta live your life
you gotta live your life
i guess you're married
i guess that so am i but
what does it matter?
what could it possibly mean
when my window of opportunity
2 months six years ago
opened up and then it closed
i wanted you before you were you
and i guess you gotta pick your fights
you gotta pick your fights
you gotta live your life
you gotta live your life
you never call me
as if you knew my number now
and if you called me
i guess i'd just freak out
cos i can't remember what you mean to me
all i've got's recycled feelings
that should have been thrown out
well i'd throw them out
but i'm still waiting for your call
but you can take your time
you can take your time
cos i gotta live my life
i gotta live my life
