I can count a hundred reasons why
but ninety-nine would still be shy
of a good excuse of for why you're gone

The truth will burn you when you know you're wrong
It's hard to face what you regret so holding on was better
than living life and losing you
I guess a liar can't escape the truth

So why was I so surprised that
you found a way to finally get on with your life
And trade the lows for the highs you deserve
I'm all alone with things
I can't change and no one to share the blame

I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself
Of paying rent in this living hell
I guess it is time I started facing facts
Chances are you are never coming back