I'm the one lieing in your bed
Yet thoughs of her still run though your head
I try not to make a fist,
yet i wish
That thoughts of me would run though your head
I know the pain of being told good-bye
Makes you criple and cry inside
Thoughts of her run though your head
I do my best to make you smile
But our pain still goes for miles.
thoughts of her run though your head
You listen to that song that makes you cry
Yet in the broken hearted fool dieing inside
I know your pain,
I've played that game
I just want you to love me the same
You won't have all the pain
so thoughts of me will run though your head