I left that mirror up on your door just so you'd know what you were walking out on. We're familiar alone, and to love is to loathe. Broken hearts become accessories to match shirts and shoes, but the songs are all about you. I'll get by because it's all I know. Make me believe in something, because I don't believe in much. But I believe in your eyes, and the AEOUs they divide. Tear me out from the inside. Break all the rules you abide by. In our circumstance I'd rather live in the past tense, because it's the only time that I made sense, but I never put a dent in our relationship. That one word, 'L-O-V-E', or something that you seem to feel with someone else, instead of me.