Well maybe now I should just say goodbye...
You used to be my friend...
But I never felt I really was yours...
So maybe this is the end...
I'm different from you...
You've never understood..
I hope that if I do tell you goodbye...
That it won't be for good...
Whenever I'm mad it hurts me so bad...
And you don't even care, I don't know why, I just want to cry...
And someday I won't be there...
They'll be there again and again.If I'm mad at you I'll hurt myself tooBut that doesn't really matter.... Although when I hurt I feel like dirt..... And my spirit's bruised and battered.. ..I do not know why it has to be so.. I really wish it did not.. But the way this has been going, You don't need me and we don't need we... And that's how I think I know why these words are the ones I have to speak-I love you, but goodbye.....