Was I Thinking?

I don't miss you anymore; I don't love you anymore
I don't kiss you; I do think I miss the idea of you
I don't see you in my door, around here and me no more
your head on my pillow
I miss the idea of you

I want to forgive you; I don't know if I could
don't know if I ever should (you're a bastard)

I don't miss you anymore...

I will fill this void; not just with any boy
sixteen years of sheer joy

I want to forgive you; don't know if I should
I hated her first and then
you (you're a bastard)

leave me be, stay out of my dreams
please leave me alone this idea of love I don't know what it means to me but leave me alone...I
hate you! (you're a weirdo)

I don't miss you; sure don't love you
I don't kiss you but I miss the idea of you
I don't love you
I don't miss you
I'll never kiss you
I hate you (bastard)