I'm not a cool guy anymore, as if I ever was before. I took a look at all the signs, then rolled them over in my mind. The feelings I could not release, became a bitter part of me. What was I thinking of? It couldn't stay the way it was. I looked at my reflection and I saw a stranger's face. I saw where I was going and I had to walk away. I lost a girl, it's just as well. She tried to save me from myself. I've still got her on my mind tossing and turning in my bed. But if she had stayed another week, I would have dragged her down with me. She took it until she'd had enough. Is that what I thought love was? I told her, "See you later," but it's hard to see at all at the bottom of the barrel with your back against the wall. I'm not a cool guy anymore, left it behind, then closed the door. I know you can't escape the past. Now I look back and have to laugh. I was my worst enemy. It almost got the best of me. What was I thinking of? It couldn't stay the way it was. I looked up one day and saw that it was up to me. You can only be a victim if you admit defeat.
