How things are.

We can't talk,
you don't want to,
We can't look at each other,
now that we are through

You turn around,
I see you walk away,
I shake my head,
And go the other way.

We can't talk,
You won't listen to me,
We can't look at each other,
There's nothing to see.

I could have been your friend,
But I wasn't good enough,
So you walk away,
Dealing with it is tough.

This is how things are,
Now that we are through,
I can't forget but can forgive,
The first moves up to you.