• To busy to call,
    But, to selfish to try,
    All you do is hurt her,
    With every smirk, and every lie

    She knows what you've done
    And she knows that you've lied,
    She knows who she is,
    That girl you've tried to hide.

    You thought you had them both,
    You thought you could control two,
    The game was yours, right?
    Well in the end, the loser was you.