See me in movies
I am not real
See me in postcards and pictures
I exist to you
Well i see you sometimes when i’m with the kids
I see you with a juicebox claiming that you miss me
I can only move on but i won’t let go of what we did
I can at least say i am sorry you were acting like such a kid
Well i see you sometimes when i am alone
And i think about calling you on my phone
Maybe i just need another smoke
Something else that will surely make me choke
Instead of hearing about you miss me
You miss me
Well i’m sorry
You put me on???