well i can’t be honest with myself
i won’t admit what i know deep down
truth is locked and guarded behind
the hope that she’ll come around

st. valentine was tough on me
Christmas was the last time we touched
she shook my hand and she broke my heart
and i know now i cared too much

cause this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always think of her
this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always love her

the mirror mocks me cause it sees the truth
i missed my chance to lay it down
she was one of my reasons for being
the only reason i stayed in that town

new year’s gave me the courage to flee
nobody asked me not to go
i knew i would miss her
but i should have told her so

cause this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always think of her
this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always love her