You're not wrong, well I'll take all the vitriol but not the thought of you moving on Cause I'm not ready, to find out you know how to forget me I'd rather hear how much you regret me And pray to God that you never met me Than forget me Oh, I hate to know I made you cry But love to know I crossed your mind, babe Even after all it still rang me To find out you know how to forget me Even after all this time Days aching, nights are grey My heart is still your place, babe Guess I still feel the same No, you can't stand my face Some scars you can't erase, babe Guess you still feel the same Well, ...