I know your name, you know mine.
Our past is behind us now,
and we joke about lost love.
We laugh and smile, that hides our
true feelings not allow them to become real.
So how can we trust one another if
we say we're done?
When we know we're not, it's harder
to being the preparation for these tears.
I know deep deep inside my two piece shattered heart, that there is chance for our love.
Yet we could never make the best of we got
for your girl may come at my neck.
Our remaining friendship will be demolished ; buried under our feet.But forever will it creep on our backs
like ache and it shall grow if we won't be proactive and face the facts that our love could never be.