I thought about you, being naked in his house 
I thought about you, eating and drinking with that stranger guy, who lives with my ex fiancee or shall i call her your wife? 

And im far away, sitting in cozy spot of mine and just observing how devastating life can be…
It’s not about you, it’s not about me
I just try not to die
I just try to let it be

But man it’s hard to live, with all the thing that happened to me
Her taste never leaves my mouth 
You know it didn’t have to be…