Mi Dispiache

I bet your new friends think you’re funny
I can’t imagine that they don’t
I used to hope that you’d forgive me
But I suspect that you still won’t, you still won’t

I can’t imagine when I’ll see you
Or even if I will at all
I hope that you know that I’m sorry
And I understand why you wont take my calls

Do you say my name in anger?
The fire in your eyes a flame
Or do you simply never say it?
As if you never heard my name

Ohhhs
Whoahhs