In another life, I would be your girl
We'd keep all our promises, be us against the world
In another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

I'm sitting with my knees tucked under my chin, remembering. Remembering you. When we would sit together and talk about anything. It was just you and I, and no one could tear us apart. Except ourselves. We never dreamed that someday we would have nearly forgotten about each other.

Someone said you were in town. I want to know why. Is it for work? Are you coming to see your friends? Do you want to see me? I don't want to see you. I'm not ready to face my past yet.

I saw you downtown yesterday. You looked as happy as ever, holding hands with some pretty girl, laughing. Did you forget about me? You made me turn around and run home. I don't think you saw me. If you did, would you have called my name? Made me stop? I miss you.

I looked you up on the internet yesterday. You're a marine biologist. I'm not surprised; I always knew you'd end up near water. You're engaged to a girl named Katie. You're so excited to get married to her. I got invited to your wedding. I told you I was busy. I don't want to come watch what we could have been. I'm sad enough already.

I ought to have let you know what you meant to me when I had the chance. Now I've lost you forever. To some girl I've never even met. Is that fair? Yes. It's my fault, I can't tell you how I feel. Now I'm never going to go through with my sixteen year old plan to make you love me.

I snuck into your wedding yesterday. I cried. I'm angry at you. I don't know why. I just can't stand the fact that you're happy with someone who's not me. It's not fair of me. You deserve better. I could live a million years and not deserve you. I'll bet Katie is a really nice girl. I'm sure you're very happy together.

I wish I had a time machine. I would tell you I love you. Then we would never have lost each other. I can't replace you. No guy can make me feel like I felt around you. I want to cry. You make me happy, and I'm not happy now. I still don't want to see you.

I guess I've lost you. I guess you are the one that got away.