I buy new clothes, I turn on the TV all day
But I keep blankly staring at my phone

I meet my friends, I pretend I’m fine as I brightly smile
But I’m getting weaker

As I look at my hair that I’ve cut too short
As I look at my dry and cracked lips
I think of you, I hate you, I like you
Are your days completely fine without me?

I, I, I like you
Why don’t you feel the same way?
Without me, without me, don’t be happy
Be happy, be well, I don’t like those words

The last look you gave me
Told me more than all those long days we spent together

In the song that’s playing on the radio
On the streets we always walked on together
I hear you, I see you, I wait for you
Do you know how I am? Do you think of me?

I, I, I like you
Why don’t you feel the same way?
Without me, without me, don’t be well
Be happy, be well, I don’t like those words

I don’t think I can see you ever again
This is like the last goodbye
Don’t be happy