If I knew then, how much it’d hurt to love you now,
Would I find a way to unlove you somehow?
Maybe I wouldn’t show up to our first date,
leave you hanging, waiting,
until you knew it was a mistake.
Maybe then I wouldn’t be in this pain tonight,
I’d be happy, I’d be alright,
at a sacrifice.
If I could go back,
I’d only relive all the good and the bad,
because there is no other way we’re meant to be,
than as you loved by me.