True life: i wear girls jeans

I've seen this place a million times,
Only in my dreams at night
I wish there's something I can say

I took for granted what I had,
Solitudes my aftermath
I still can't tell u how I feel

I hate it,
When I have to pretend to be happy about this

Months have passed and lives have changed,
But one thing has remained the same,
Life just isn't the same without you

I hate it,
When I have to pretend to be happy about this
It hurts so,
Much that you're better off without me
Are you better off without me?
I hope you're not better off without me