Is it weird that my tears keep on streaming down my face,
Leaving salty black stripes down my cheeks,
For someone who couldn't care less about me,
Someone who sees me as another face in the freaking crowd?
(oh god I want to curse, but I'm trying to be controlled)
Who am I trying to fool?
I'm not crying over you
I'm crying over what could have been if some decisions would have been different
Like you watching me leave without saying a word
Or me deciding to leave instead of 'working it out'
But we have to realize that we both made wrongs
