I stood.
Friendless.
Hopeless.    
Deceived by my people I've known for years.                            
I didn't need you.
I wanted you.                   

Pictures of me and us laughing in the rain.
Bragging about the guys you like.
And I'm suddenly nothing more.
I'm the third wheel.

And I don't know what to do.
Don't know what to do.

Who's gonna find the pieces you shattered ?
But anyway, missing pieces don't ever fit inside once they go missing.     
Maybe we'll create new ones?

We'll see.                                                 
We'll see.