I hate this life that I'm living,
And all the lies, I'm living it by.
But now I guess that doesn't matter,
Because to you, I'll never be better than her.
Now I'm crying day after day,
As I live in this life that I hate.
They say, "pain is how you know you're alive",
Even though I wish I could just commit suicide.
I feel so guilty for not being there,
But the fault belongs to the pride that we share.
I wish I could go back into time,
Back to when I thought you were mine.
So now I have to face the cold reality,
That you never ever really loved me...