• here i am again
    sitting in my room crying
    lying on my bed thinking about what could have been
    what should have been
    he should love me
    he should be with me
    but hes not
    hes not with me
    he doesnt want to be with me
    he wants to be with her
    i love her but i love him
    do i love him more
    is it sisters over misters
    or misters over sisters
    he broke my heart
    but she tore it apart
    he didnt know he broke it
    she didnt know she tore it
    if life were fair
    i wouldnt love you
    if life were fair
    youde love me too
    if it were fair
    she wouldnt want you the way i do
    if it were fair
    i wouldnt want you the way she does
    if life were kind youd pick me instead of her
    but no its always going to be her
    its never going to be me
    its always going to her
    i dont want to be anything
    if all i am is second best