| Now and then I think of when we were together | |
| Like when you said you felt so happy you could die | |
| Told myself that you were right for me | |
| But felt so lonely in your company | |
| But that was love and it's an ache I still remember | |
| You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness | |
| Like resignation to the end | |
| Always the end | |
| So when we found that we could not make sense | |
| Well you said that we would still be friends | |
| But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over | |
| But you didn't have to cut me off | |
| Make out like it never happened | |
| And that we were nothing | |
| And I don't even need your love | |
| But you treat me like a stranger | |
| And that feels so rough | |
| You didn't have to stoop so low | |
| Have your friends collect your records | |
| And then change your number | |
| I guess that I don't need that though | |
| Now you're just somebody that I used to know | |
| Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over | |
| But had me believing it was always something that I'd done | |
| And I don't wanna live that way | |
| Reading into every word you say | |
| You said that you could let it go | |
| And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know... | |
| But you didn't have to cut me off | |
| Make out like it never happened | |
| And that we were nothing | |
| And I don't even need your love | |
| But you treat me like a stranger | |
| And that feels so rough | |
| You didn't have to stoop so low | |
| Have your friends collect your records | |
| And then change your number | |
| I guess that I don't need that though | |
| Now you're just somebody that I used to know |