How'd you forget me so fast,
If you said you loved me just yesterday.
Or were they all pretty lies,
And to me, the truth you'd never say?
But how could they be lies,
If they sounded so real?
They couldn't have been lies,
Because I know that butterflies I'd make you feel.
If they were all lies,
You shouldn't ever have gotten jealous.
Were they really lies,
'Cause to be with me you were always zealous.
But if you were lying,
Were you treating me like a game?
Because if so,
The outcome was pretty lame.