for old times’ sake

no you won’t be told
that you were missed

i believe you believe i’m over you

and it’s best that the feeling persists

fine, i’ll be you witness

i’ll tell you how much you’ve changed

and i’ll tell you of all the ways in which
you are still the same

yes, i’ll listen to you tell me too

and i’ll wonder if you are comparing me

to the me that you remember or
the person you’re now seeing