If you refuse to acknowledge .

If you find it all a bore .

Theres no use in pretending .

You don’t want it anymore .

 

There never was a chance .

Some people refuse to feel .

It’s not even about romance.

It’s not the biggest deal.

 

Well , move it on .

I’ll pass it by .

You don’t seem worried.

Dont you bother to cry.

 

It’s not on you .

I won’t pretend that it’s right.

Some people let love go .

They refuse to put up a fight.

 

Moving on I figure .

You’re on a different street in the town.

I never liked it over there.

Wont be seeing you around.

 

Your friends remain mysteries.

I can stare right into your soul.

Its not really your fault .

You say that you never had control.

 

You pretend to be rude .

Sometimes it’s not an act .

If you refuse to recognize .

Some of those lies will turn into facts.

 

Moving on I figure.

You’re on a different street in town.

I never liked it over there .

Wont be seeing you around .

 

Think about when you get older .

Figure out who’s still around:

There will be the usual suspects .

You’ll know then who got clowned.