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I woke up singing today,
because of you.
I spent the day dreaming,
because of you.
At the end of the day I decided to write a song,
for you.
It would be about my love for you,
and how I hoped you loved me too.
The next day I went to your house,
intending to sing the song for you.
You let me in as usual,
and told me to sit down.
Then you started talking about this girl that you liked,
I listened until you fell silent,
then told you how I felt and about the song.
But you just sat there and then said,
"To bad, so sad for you. Sorry."
After you said that it felt as if my heart had been stabbed,
over and over until it was just a big bloody pile.
I despised you from that moment on,
I still do.
I wanted to hurt you,
as you had hurt me.
Now a month later,
my heart is healed,
by somebody new.
Not taped or glued,
or stitched up,
healed.
Then one day,
I was sitting with him on the grass behind my house.
You came back,
your eyes red from crying,
and said how that girl had hurt you.
You said you'd been blind not to see,
what was right in front of you,
and asked for a second chance.
I said no,
that I didn't like you anymore,
that it was to late.
You're eye's pleaded,
and so did you.
I looked down at you with scorn and pity,
and then said...
"To bad, so sad for you...".
You stood up quickly,
and looked at me with pain and shock.
"Sound familiar? It should, you said it to me not long ago."
then I told you to leave,
because I wished it so.
As you left I whispered,
"Now you know how it feels,
and I don't care...
to bad... so sad... for you..."