Hey whats the problem with the way, that you always seem to, always be the last to know.
First off lets give up all we know, dont make a sound because thats how you want to leave these, take these words their the last youll ever hear from me..
I'll take my time to reflect, now your face is nothing but a memory, a sad excuse for the person that i thought youd be..

Hey every word you say is memorized and thats so cliche..
what goes around comes around, so im sure that well be seeing you, well be seeing you around...
Tell me what you mean, when you say this isnt meant to be, this isnt meant to be...
tell me what you mean, when you say i am your everything, im not your everything...
I know this is what you wanted, cause i know this isnt what you need...
Tell me all about where your heading, is it better than this, is it better than me..

what goes around comes around...
so im sure that well be seeing you, well be seeing you around..