The Radio

The radio keeps playing our old song again
To remind me of times when I thought that the days would never end
I knew this was coming, I thought I could change this
I knew you weren’t coming, but that’s what insincerity brings me
The visions of you, the visions of you
I have to tell you, I think that I’ve been haunted
I want to find you, because I think it’s you who haunts me
I never trusted that you were fully complete
But now we’re even, because I don’t think you trust me
I’ve felt that something wasn’t right
You never let me in your life
I know that something isn’t right today
Because you still haunt me
But I know, but I know…
Because you still haunt me
Well I know, well I know, well I know
I have to tell you, I think that I’ve been haunted
I want to find you, because I think it’s you who haunts me
I never trusted that you were fully complete
But now we’re even
The radio keeps playing our old song again
To remind me of times when I thought that the days would never end
I knew you would go, because things just haven’t been the same since that day
Was it because of what I said?
I knew this was coming, thought I’d have power to delay, certain change
That’s what insincerity brings me
The visions of you, the visions of you
I have to tell you, I think that I’ve been haunted
I want to find you, because I think it’s you who haunts me
But I know, well I know…
Because you still haunt me