Last night a friend told me
I should give myself a chance to be happy again
Happy in the end
Last night this friend told me
I should give myself permission to be happy again
Even though it might end
So could you pack your stuff and leave me alone
So could you get your stuff and go
Just leave my head and go to Rome
Just leave my head and go for good
It's nothing personal
I really hope you see my point
I know our paths are tied
It's been like this since they were joined
It's time for us to move on
I guess you did since you're with him
The two of us are no more than a dream
Maybe a simple memory
But you know well that you
Do have that power over me
But it's only hurting me
That's what my friend meant probably