He walks around with his head held high
and i know he's seeing me in his eyes
but i dont know if he cares
about how i frantically hide behind my hair
if i run far enough away
i wont have anything to say
if i finally let things go
maybe my hurt wont show
i run, i sprint, hating what we've become
somehow i find myself the lonely one
i'll hide i'll cry i'll keep the space
and you don't have to worry about seeing my face
at one point i swore we were happy together
now that we are done why dont you remember
im alone but not far enough away
because i find myself wishing you would stay
my eyes teary behind my hair
its all your fault, why dont you care?