I still see you in everyone I meet
The girl who sits behind me
In my art class has green hair
The same shade as your eyes
And the boy who lives down the street
Has your favorite band's songs playing
As he drives past my house
I know I should move on
But your voice plays in my mind
Like a broken record
Saying that you love me
And that you'll never leave me
But here I am, all alone
While you're with her
Telling her the same lies
You told me all those months ago
