I don't want it,
and I don't need it,
and I certainly don't love it anymore.
I'm just trying to hear you from the riot,
the moment that you walk out the door.
The cards are on the table,
the deal is up and gone.
No heartache lasts forever,
or they eventually move along.
At least that's what I told myself at times repeatedly.
The only one I'm holding here is me.
So I think that I don't want you,
and I don't need you,
and I certainly don't love you anymore.
Remembering all the good times may show us what went wrong.
Mistakes were never spoken of,
but nonetheless,
we carried on.
I know if we go back in time,
how different things would be.
But in love and life, there are no guarantees.
And I don't want you,
and I don't need you,
and I certainly don't love you anymore.
I'm just trying
to hear you from the riot,
the moment that you walk out the door.
The moment that you walk,
the moment that you walk,
the moment that you walk out the