I don't know what to say

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If you ask me
I don't know what to say
was it, love?
or we were just passing our day
It's not been that long
it's not been a while
I have erased you from my system
I can't find your file
I look at the photos
and try to reminisce
you feel like a stranger
Boy! did we create a mess!

If you ask me
I don't know what to say
was it, love?
or we were just passing our day
I don't ask questions
I know life's unfair
I came with a warning
Should've handled with care!
You came to my mind
a little while back
when I couldn't park my car
the one driving skill I lack!

If you ask me
I don't know what to say
was it, love?
or we were just passing our day










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