They passed me by all of those great romances you were, I felt robbing me of my rightful chances my picture clear everything seemed so easy and so I dealt you the blow one of us had to go now it's different I want you to know
One of us is crying One of us is lying in her lonely bed staring at the ceiling wishing she was somewhere else instead one of us is lonely one of us is only waiting for a call sorry for herself feeling stupid feeling small Wishing she had never left at all
I saw myself as a concealed attraction I felt you kept me away from the heat and the action just like a child stubborn and misconceiving that's how I started the show one of us had to go now I've changed and I want you to know
