So I'm beginning to wonder why it escapes me 
Why you lie about the change for the worst 
that made your love turn to goodbye. 
So why must I know? 
If I'm repeatedly let go. 
It's the saddest of truths I don't know, and that's the lowest blow.

If I don't know what's right? 
How can I know what's wrong? 
If you try too hard to find a reason then I'll blame you.

You push the button, I scream. 
I draw the line, you cross it. 
Funny, while you keep on laughing, my top's about to blow. 
Why, when my face turns red? 
You don't remember a thing you said. 
You want to go back to good times and the way things were instead.

Everytime I play this game reminds me just how bad I am at it 
When I go to say your name reminds me just how bad I am at it.