Told her I don′t mind it if she goes or if she stays
I guess it all depends on her intentions to treat me that way
Starting conversations 'bout the details of the art in her roomWhat if I′m the one and you pass me up?
What if I'm the one you've been thinking of?
Oh, time again I pretend
I don′t feel a thing the way I felt before
Oh, I just don′t remember when
She belonged to me as I belonged to her
Baby I don't know if I′d be better living on my own
I've been blaming Father Time for keeping both of us away from home
Tiny little notes and pictures of you hanging on my wall
I could sit and stare at them til they fall
Waiting for some time to give you a call
Whoa, time again I pretend
I will see your face when I open my eyes
Whoa, I just don′t remember when
Whoa, I just don't remember when
Where are your shoes?
Still on the floor
You love your Fruit Loops, but there is no more
Holes in my days, no where to be
