Maybe That's Just Me

 

That scattered "I forgive you" (but not really) kind of make-up

To that "mutual" (cause you feel that way but I still love you) kind of breakup
To that "let's be friends" (but not really cause I'm awkward when I'm around you)

And we can't be alone together cause only wistful memories surround you
To that "I used to know you, I used to love you, you're dead to me now"
understand, I've been as nice as my mouth will allow
Ii see you smile, I see you laugh, with your face all aglow
and I want to slap you for all those times you made me feel so alone

You said you didn't mean to, you said you loved me, and yet
You wouldn't rather remember later than sooner forget
Not now, not ever, not even when we said our goodbyes
Did you hold me tight, call me yours, or look into my eyes
And maybe this is that "regret" (I want you back) kind of hate
but I'm sure if you were in my position you could relate
another who loved you as I did still could never be
but maybe I never "loved" you at all...
(Or maybe that's just me.)