You never really meant it.
You never loved me.
You told me every day.
Why did I believe you?
Oh yah, I forgot because I'm a stupid teenager.
I love you.
I "Love(d)" you...
Your definition of love is way different than mine.
My kind of love is always being there for me and never wanting to leave me or hurt me.
Your definition is screw around with me until you get bored with me and find someone new.
