So I turned the radio on,
And this woman was singing my song:
Lover's in love and the other's run away
Lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay
Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
Dying since the day they were born
Well, well, this is not that
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown

I cannot reconcile the image of the girl I fell in love with, with the person she chose to become, and the person she chose to be with her.

I loved you gogo. I trusted you I trusted you.

But somewhere along the line you lost me, and I lost you.

Remember how you said you would always love me? And through the tears, I told you "Garbage!"

Well I accept that foolish pledge now, as the farewell from the girl I loved.