Most of the time

She ain't even in my mind,
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind.
Most of the time
I can't even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her.

Most of the time
I'm halfway content,
Most of the time
I know exactly where I went,
I don't cheat on myself,
I don't run and hide,
Hide from the feelings,
that are buried inside,
I don't compromise
and I don't pretend,
I don't even care
if I ever see her again
Most of the time.

But not all of the time!!