don't turn around at me
holding hands with him, he's so much more than i am
i feel so abused, drowned in my self pity
stood here like a fucking statue
i have no reason to be smiling through this alcohol
i am as beautiful as a car crash
so don't turn around at me
everytime that i hear your name i hear his too
you and he are an us, and i can't take that
slow and light just like november rain
i swallow hard and be bestest friends with all my pain
wah! look around at me?
is this just a sign, a sign that maybe you still want me here
opening my eyes, blinded by a smile
i find it hard to split flirts and being polite
sink another bottle down and make you hate me more
i can deal with this better
if i know that you don't want me anymore
everytime that i hear your name i hear his too
you and he are an us, and i can't take that
slow and light just like november rain
i swallow hard and be bestest friends with all my pain
stop being so fucking stupid
she's just a girl, she's not your oxygen
stop being so fucking...ARGH!