no one died and make you king in andalasia

i make no apologies for the way i painted you
you don't get to call me a depressing unsexy bitch
how could you call me amazing and walk away
how could you claim to like me and stand by me always
but walk straight to her of all people
and abandon this what you used to claim as happy ending

four years i've given you
four years to build it all up
four wasted years and thrown away days
and you left just like the way you came in
unexpected, contented,changing
you should have known better than to choose her

you wanted answers,honesty,closure
but i always believe in never telling and that when you finally realize the truth that lies beneath
it will set the both of us free from all the bullshit you labeled it
i've always wanted to tell you the ramifications and how hurt i am
and give you all the answers and justifications you always wanted
but i'm afraid you wouldn't understand and forgive me
as i'm no longer the angel you called

i tried to be happy for you
for you, for her
but all that was left for me was a cliche and a basketful of truth and reality that i never asked for
i wanted a definite end now.right now
and i won't apologize for the way i treated you

i was told happiness is a choice
and i'm taking this choice now
i'm trying to be happy again