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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I just wanna be the only person holding you.
But what was I suppose to do, when you were so unhappy with me that you let other people enjoy the view.
Do you realize how hard you made it?
If you'd given us a real chance from the beginning I'd have been elated.
How could you do this to me?
I loved you so much, but that was something you refused to see.
And now so much time has passed and we are so far gone.
I'd thought we'd last forever and now we've been apart for so long.

You'd think after so long, I'd be okay.
But everything comes rushing back whenever someone mentions your name.
And why is it when your name is mentioned no-one has something nice to say.
It just kills me to know that with someone else it'll never be the same.

Move on, move on. I know I gotta let you go.
I have my euphoric highs from Mary Jane, but my manic lows have you to blame.
Why do the good memories play so fast, but the bad ones play so slow?
And until recently no matter, I'd have taken you back if you came.