| And I saw you staring at the jukebox
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| As you held his hand I heard
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| A song we used to play in bed
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| A song I used to play for you in bed
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| A disillusioned smile sadly crept
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| Across my face as I tried to
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| Tell myself I didn’t care
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| I told myself I didn’t care
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| But disappointment can’t describe
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| How it feels to know you took the
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| Sound track to your romance and
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| Pawned it off on someone else
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| I took my edition and kept it to myself
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| Does it sound the same to you?
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| And another night, at another bar
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| Your friend was glaring at me from afar
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| From afar she said «I hated you
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| Before I knew who you were.»
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| I couldn’t understand, I asked her why
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| She said because you said
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| While you were with new lovers
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| You were still in love with me
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| Well maybe you forgot to mention
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| All the while that you were
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| With you new men masquerading
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| I was by myself
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| Every night I watched you walk away
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| Can you tell me
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| Does it sound the same to you? |