Moving seat to seat
Just to get away from me
I'm supposed to be chasing dreams
But you're my recurring nightmare
How am I supposed to breathe
When all that I can see
Is you laughing and being happy
Without me
Well you know what? Fine.
This is where I draw the line
I'm over you. I've moved on.
What I felt for you is gone
I miss having someone to hold
But if it were you I'd still be cold
I think of other people now
And "Us" is over, take a bow.
