XANA - bet you'll get off on this

Maybe in another year
You might be different
Rather not admit
How many years I’ve been insisting
Searching for the good in you
And coming up short
You showed me your true colors
And I don't like ‘em anymore
Used to be the prettiest thing
I’d ever seen
But what you said to me
Last sunday was disgusting
Now I don’t need to look at you
To know you feel nothing
You feel nothing

Maybe you like it better when I’m cool
When I don’t give a shit and don’t like you
But did you really have to be so cruel?
All I ever did was try to love you