He's never there for me.
He'll vanish out of thin air, just grow a pair for me.
He doesn't treat me right at all,
We never spend time alone and my spirits fall.
Inside I bawl, wanting him to come crawling back,
Get his actions on track, pick up the slack.
Does he know how this feeling hurts?
First he says he loves me, now he makes my head want to burst.
He's clueless, isn't he.
Well I'll return the favor, here's some distance, freeze.
Being cold frees me from the worry.
He better hurry, my visions of him are getting blurry.
Or were they ever clear to begin with...