Testo Nothing

The past is all I have
These thoughts kept in the back of my head
Are holding on, so tightly
But now I know
Things are better off this way
But still these days, they haunt me
It means nothing to you
Why are you here just wasting time?
Cold and all alone, drunk dialing on your phone
Shouldn't you be searching for something more?
Than just another whore, found on the bathroom floor

(Nothing to you)
I thought, Yeah I thought
That you were better than this
I guess not, I was wrong
(Nothing at all)

So drink away another day
Forget the memories, you'll forget them anyways
Don't I ever cross your mind from time to time?
You're just another lost Grown apart, we're better off

Shouldn't you be searching for something more?