January was a happy month, although I often missed you.
February lost its days of snow, you still had things to do.
Why couldn't I just trust my intuition when in March I really knew.
I said it was unjust but when April past, we were actually through.
I'm still lying around in your life somewhere, reminding you of things we used to share.
So then I left your home and the warmth of May to me was just cruel.
You knew I was alone, I guess it made you glad as you enjoyed June.
But I'm still lying around...
Erasing you took time and during the whole of July, I kept killing you.
I heard that you were fine, sometime in August,
I hoped that it wasn't true.
So then September just came along,
I ran into you one day in October and you had changed your mind,
what else were you to do.
And in November, you were going through the same things I'd gone through.
Then came December and I enjoyed the game and that the weak one was you.
'Cause I'm still lying around...
February lost its days of snow, you still had things to do.
Why couldn't I just trust my intuition when in March I really knew.
I said it was unjust but when April past, we were actually through.
I'm still lying around in your life somewhere, reminding you of things we used to share.
So then I left your home and the warmth of May to me was just cruel.
You knew I was alone, I guess it made you glad as you enjoyed June.
But I'm still lying around...
Erasing you took time and during the whole of July, I kept killing you.
I heard that you were fine, sometime in August,
I hoped that it wasn't true.
So then September just came along,
I ran into you one day in October and you had changed your mind,
what else were you to do.
And in November, you were going through the same things I'd gone through.
Then came December and I enjoyed the game and that the weak one was you.
'Cause I'm still lying around...