Rumors are saying... well, words spread.

I see you move on fast. That it's easy for you to leave it all behind.

Well, rumors are saying you're better off without me.

That you are happier now and having much more fun.

I find no words at all to rhyme with my future lines.

But the future words I'll write will be an exposed part of my sick mind.

Oh, and words spread... and they are all saying that you are in love again.

It's good to hear it, too bad I didn't hear it from you.

It's good, because it's been a long time you weren't in love with me.

I tried it so hard, but no matter what, I was the only one to fall and fall and fall.

Maybe now you found the one who'll make you feel the same way I do for you.

Shaking, dreaming, wishing, planning... waiting on a sudden phone call

Or a simple "I miss you" said out loud.

Maybe now you'll understand how it feels to want to make a late call

Or to write a random email, just to say "I Love you so" in the middle of the day.

I hope this is the person that will make you feel young and dumb.

The very one that you can smell on your pillow for days.

And if he/she is not this special one, I hope you'll find it someday.

And maybe you'll understand how it is to feel miserable, but happy.

Lost in thoughts, but found on this person's arm.

Oh, I tried so hard to make you feel this way.

It's just I wasn't good enough for you. Or I didn't know how to try my best.

Still, rumors are saying you're having this beautiful chance.

Embrace it. Maybe then you'll understand the way I feel for you. The way I feel today.