Well there was an old women who said her goodbyes By gathering everyone she knew and telling them her lies "I wasn't faithful to my husband, I lied to my friends But in the end, I was thinking about you" When my mom had my brother, she was no older than me So why is it so hard to imagine a family Where I'm the one in charge, and not just a kid And I think of what she did And my mind tells me to stop and compare what we do On top of everything, she was just a child too She wasn't giving up, despite the things she said When she left, she was thinking about you I convince myself every day I'm not gonna disappear You think I'd be okay with the thought after twenty years But the ideas keep me up and even if I could sleep I wouldn't wanna dream 'cause I'm thinking about you And it's driving me mad I don't want to think about what we said Or have to justify why I stay in bed Instead of going out with my friends all the time Is it so hard to believe That sometimes we As human beings Get sad