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I'm Not Her


And I still remember that day The day you decided to walk away You left me like it was an easy choice I couldn't even hear it from your own voice I wasn't what you wanted, or what you desired So with that you set my heart on fire I wasn't enough for you to care When I needed you, you couldn't be there I put you first, and loved you so But for you it was easy to let me go Because I'm not her She is the brightness of your eyes Those same dark brown eyes that had me hypnotized You've moved on and forgotten me But when I close my eyes you're all I see You're left here inside my heart And all it's doing is tearing me apart You threw me away like I was nothing You don't understand how you're messing With my heart and my mind everyday All because you were too selfish to stay You fell for her while you were with me Maybe because you were, unhappy? Because I'm not her She is the brightness of your eyes Those same dark brown eyes that had me hypnotized You've moved on and forgotten me But when I close my eyes you're all I see You're left here inside my heart And all it's doing is tearing me apart So if in the past, it happened to you How could you do this to me, how could you? I'm really, a mess right now But I'm trying my best to get it together somehow I wasn't the one you wanted, I wasn't the one you needed How couldn't I understand that you are so conceited I didn't see the red flags warning me That you were just gonna be Full of lies, in disguise, and have me hypnotized To you I wasn't perfect To you I wasn't worth it For you I wasn't enough I always put you first, and I loved you so But for you it was easy to let me go You let me go Because I'm not her
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