Is it fun to make my world collapse,
did you enjoy tightening the straps
of the straitjacket fate has put on me,
is this the way you wanted me to be:
alone again without your smile
slightly tormented, suffering while
knowing you are out there, being who you are
considering how I feel now, things had gone too far
Looking back at what we had
What else can I be but madly sad
I felt too much for you and I still do
But you don't feel the same way too
So it's over although I didn't want it to end
I hate to, but I have to settle for being your friend