You can't have me the way you want me And I can't have you the way I want you Well, you say, still you want to be my friend But I know that kind of friends I have a lot I don't care, I'm leaving you behind, I don't care, I'm over you I don't care, I'm leaving you behind, I don't care, I'm over you Still it hurts, but not the same it did ten days ago But this time is not wasted Don't you know, I've written a lot of songs about you The story is sold After the fire is gone, there's dust on the ground I creep out of the ashes through the smokey air After the fire is gone, there's dust on the ground I creep out of the ashes through the smokey air