Cry

If anyone asks I tell them we both just moved on,
When people all stare, I pretend that I don't hear them talk.
Whenever I see you, I swallow my pride, and bite my tongue.
Pretend I'm okay with it all, act like there's nothing wrong.

Is it over yet; can I open my eyes?
Is this as hard as it gets;
Is this what it feels like to really cry?

If anyones asks I tell them we just grew apart.
What do I care, if they believe me or not?
Whenever I feel your memory is breaking my heart,
I pretend I'm okay with it all, act like there's nothing wrong.

I'm talking in circles, I'm lying way low,
Why won't this just stop or wait.

Is it over yet; can I open my eyes?
Is this as hard as it gets;
Is this what it feels like to really cry?