It's funny how I thought I had it all figured out:
The simple way that I was going to turn your head about.
I thought that I had learned enough from broken love affairs
To be the one who cared enough for both of us, both of us.
I'd give you all the freedom that a man could ever want.
I thought that you were worth it, and that I could bear the brunt
Of all the foolish fantasies you've built around yourself
To ease the pain of living life alone.
But it seems that you've been thinking, too.
I'm not the one who's right for you.
I'm trying hard to fake it,
To show that I can take it:
I'm loosing you,
I'm loosing you.
I know that you have promised that we both can still be friends.
I know that fellows say that when the love they're feeling ends.
And someday when you meet a guy you know is right for you,
Just take it from the one who's been there, too.
I hope for your sake, dear, he loves you, too.