You see her and what do you feel?
The cuddling, pairing times back then
Funny ‘cause this is what they want
And what was I’m wishing too, right?
Guess you enjoyed yourself
But I was thinking
‘When you’ve saw her, do you remember me?’
Maybe I’m just some stranger’s memory to you
I was the left behind, hidden phase
We were a destroyed, reckless thing
Never mind the intimate moments
No more trip down to memory lane
Finally get tired of it all
But I was just saddened by this impulse,
‘She may be the truth and I might be the lie.’