It's late at night, I'm sitting here by the radio,
Playing our song over and over again,
I am vindicated even though Im still angry
I'm confused when I'm sober
I'm lost when I'm high
I swallow my pills to take away
the memory of your smile
And I'm broken and all done for
I can't do this anymore
It feels like I'm fighting a losing battle
It feels as if I'm never good enough
Like trying to charter stars with Aristotle
I have to stop seeing you to save myself
Before I start to lose more than my sanity
Do you see how you hurt me?
Do you know how much I bleed inside?
In your mind your actions are justified,
That you have a reason for all that you do
I tried to understand,
to see it from your point of view
And to justify your actions too
But the only thought in my head
Before I fall asleep each night
Is that I'm not good enough for you.