• to some people,
    saying those three little words can be
    so hard to do,
    and yet to others, they're
    nothing new

    thrown away
    like the pieces of my heart
    should have known
    you didn't mean it from the start
    but the seed was sown

    the way your eyes never met with mine
    when you said it each time
    how you pulled away, every time i tried to say
    the same meaningful line
    the way you rose and walked away.
    Was it really that hard to stay?
    I guess its better this way

    Because
    the way you treated me
    makes me nautious
    the way you gaurded your feelings
    oh so cautious
    to never let me see
    the way you felt about me
    the lying all that time
    but i can't hate you for that final blow
    because deep inside i know
    that like the average Joe
    you've got a guilty conscience

    it kills me
    I can't hate you, or say
    you've got a black, black heart
    because i could see the lies inside
    ripping you apart

    and it hurts me
    to know that i wanna
    hate you so bad
    when it wasnt your fault
    it was mine from the start

    the way you went out all the time
    never told me where you went
    just to get away from me
    and all the time we spent
    and every time you walked away
    i wondered why you always left that way
    can you tell me what made it so hard to stay?

    Because
    the way you treated me
    makes me nautious
    the way you gaurded your feelings
    oh so cautious
    to never let me see
    the way you really felt 'bout me
    the lying all that time
    but i can't hate you for that final blow
    because deep inside i know
    that like the average Joe
    you've got a guilty conscience

    Would it have really been that hard?
    just to look me in the eye and tell me
    how you really felt
    stop me wastin all that time
    to only end in heartbreak and hurt
    oh please
    let me take my heart off the shelf
    dust it off
    and give it to someone else

    because
    the way you treated me
    makes me nautious
    how you gaurded your feelings,
    oh so cautious
    to never let me see
    the way you really felt 'bout me
    didn't wanna believe you could
    lie that whole time and oh no
    i can't hate you for that final blow
    because deep inside i know
    that like the average Joe
    you've got a guilty conscience