How it all came to play out, it was entirely my fault.
Every time I see your face, can't hold back my tears no more.
How do you manage to keep up with appearances like that?
It's all a waste, it's over now but the feeling still remains.

I always give way too much now I'm giving it all up.
What we had, it wasn't love just another way of getting hurt.
You still claim everything's fine, but it's so obvious to me,
It's all a waste, it's over now but the feeling still remains.