If you're standing with your suitcase
But anda can't step on the train
Everything's the way that anda left it I still haven't slept yet

And if you're covering your face now
But anda just can't hide the pain
Still setting two plates on the counter but eating without ya

If the truth is you're a liar
When anda say that you're okay
I'm sleeping on your side of the katil going out of my head now

And if you're out there trying to alih on
But something pulls anda back again
I'm sitting here trying to persuade anda like you're in the same room

And I wish anda could give me the cold shoulder
And I wish anda could still give...