Why did I find out in a phone call, did I mean so little to you, imagine how long I sat there dissecting, the letter that you left me at the door.You left me still wanting to know if you were okay, I hate you, now that's clear, I don't want you here. Live your life not knowing what you're missing, or do you know and just choose to ignore, how's your life been living in the shadow, cause the light that's left is treating me just fine. You left me still wanting to know if you were okay, I hate you, now that's clear I don't want you here.