Nothing To Say

Stop sneaking in my bed; I’m with somebody else
Now I’m at my worst because of my so-called best
I think it’s unfair, but you’ll never know
I look in the mirror just to see I’m alone

Don’t tell me you’re happy for me
I know you’re not
Don’t touch me if you don’t want me
Oh please just stop
When did it even happen?
When did we lose our way?
Why would I say anything?
I’ve got nothing to say

My nails are long, face starting to itch
If I didn’t love you, I would call you a bitch
Twenty-seven photos later, I wish that I could hate her
I wish I could cope; I wish I could say, “See you later”

Don’t tell me you’re happy for me
I know you’re not
Don’t touch me if you don’t want me
Oh please just stop
When did it even happen?
When did we lose our way?
Why would I say anything?
I’ve got nothing to say