I hear you've been telling all your friends that you're done with me, like you always knew things wouldn't work out.
And I've been hearing things I don't want to talk to, like it matters who you're sleeping with now.
Can I erase from my mind all anything that you said or anytime we spend with each other?
I don't want to waste away another cell on a memory when you're just a meaningless lover.
Forget the nights that we spent laughing until the morning on your bedroom floor without a thought your roomate asleep down the hall.
Forget the days we'd waste in bed, tangled the smoke still on your breath.
Undressed and pinning you up to the wall.
And I swore I heard you talking when I was tossing in my sleep.
You were always trying to walk in circles around me.
I was out one night when I saw you and you froze me where I stood.
I would hate you, I would hate you if I could.
Forget the nights that we spent laughing until the morning on your bedroom floor without a thought your roomate asleep down the hall.
Forget the days we'd waste in bed, tangled the smoke still on your breath.
Undressed and pinning you up to the wall.
I would hate you but I'm not finished yet.
I would hate you but I'm not finished yet.
Even you, up on that pedestal, the time will come when you deconstruct yourself and remake what you are.
When it does, you'll remember me and the words I spoke and wonder how you ever could have strayed so far.