I ask myself often
If I were to die
Would you care?
Would you fall to your knees
Unable to stop your sobbing
No matter how hard you try?
Or will they say that they watched
As you ditched my funeral
And no one ever saw you cry
Would you move on with your life
like I never existed?
Would you tell everyone
that you're glad I am dead?
Would you breathe a sigh of relief,
knowing you won't have to deal with me ever again?
Has your interest just been lies
all fake and pretend?
When I reflect, when I really think about it
Sure, we were close those three years
But now, now I don't believe you want even talk to me
But you try to be nice
So I ask myself
If I were to die,
would you care?