I ask myself...
Every now and then
I think of you again.
Where did it go so wrong?
Why couldn't everything last?
Too much thinking of the past.
Loved you then,
Still do now.
Why did I hold on so long?
Thought you felt the same?
Why don't you just confuse me a little bit more?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me,
Was I not good enough for you?
I ask myself why.
Finally found out, you never loved me anyway.
Now that you've got things to go your way,
I guess you'll be alright.