You lied when you said you couldn't fall in love again. A broken heart, that's once, twice on the mend. You listen to all those records play. Steal those words that you could never say.
You're not a secret, you're just a regret. And if you see it, doesn't mean that you feel it.
I spent my summer alone doing the best that I could. I wait all day to call, or even if I should. Then you say again that we could never be this way. But will stay best friends cuz friends are just okay.