Does it sting like the first time?
Everytime you tell a lie?
Do you wish it were you and I?
Laid up in here all night.
Well I won’t hate to say it.
But I’m glad things are changing.
It shows you couldn’t make it.
It shows you were never serious.
And I thought you loved me.
What happened, “You’ll always be mine.”
So glad I moved on.
Although I’m happy, I often have to wonder…
If you know that all you’ve did, did you no good.
And put me back where I could…