My Only Words Tonight

Every single time I see you
I get a little pissed off.
Who was to know 4 years ago
that wouldn't be the last time
I missed you?

Now I'm sitting on my bed
in spite of myself,
thinking of ways to get you
lost--It's really becoming bad
for my health.

I'm fighting words out
but now there isn't a doubt
that the only words that fill my
thoughts will be things you have
forgot.

It's a fight to the death,
the one with the strongest will
wins in the end, and doesn't remember
the other for another hour until
you want to find a consolence
again.