Is she good to you?
Does she do your laundry
and cook for you, too?
Does she laugh at your jokes
the way I used to do?
Do you really believe
she's in love with you?
You do look good.
You changed your hair.
When I asked you to
you didn't dare.
I'll bet you she asked
and now you care.
What's so great about her?
Do you think that's fair?
I used to believe
that true love exsisted.
Now I'm stuck with the memories
that you burned and twisted.
You almost killed me,
but for so long, I missed it.
Now, I'm ok--
I just need you to taste it.
I know that you love her,
but honestly,
I want her to hurt you
the same way you hurt me.
It's not fair to see you
looking so happy
after you made me love you
and then left me lonely.
I know it's not right
to feel like I do,
but I can't change the past--
I can't change what's true.
When she's had her fun
and she says you're through,
then you'll be sorry,
and I'll be over you.
