Could I hold you at arms length
just to keep you safe?
And is it a crime to walk away
if I would only bring you pain?
So, complete my heart attack;
tell me now that you want me back.
I would not be surprised
you've always been one for pretending
long into the night.

And the more that I try not to,
the more songs I write about you.
Am I tired or just obsessed
with this constant review of the past.
Mistakes I made, games we played
when we just should have told the truth.
It's over now. I guess you win.
Here's another song all about you.

But then again, this day will end
and a taste of you will be all that left
on my lips but trying to forget
you is like trying to shed my skin.

I'll throw out the lies; throw out the truth;
throw out the letters I got from you.
I'll forget your smile; forget your face;
watch all of the memories erased.
I'll forget your voice; I'll forget your laugh;
set fire to your photographs.
I can't face the truth; can't face the facts:
I want you gone, but I need you back.