You don't really wanna talk about it You don't really wanna go the distance I can tell Oh well, oh well, oh well I'll just do it myself Do you even think about it? Damn, you should have known long ago What was right in front of you And you still don't, what a joke Oh, I guess you Don't know what you got 'til it's gone Well, I'm gone, moving on and thank God 'Cause I'm over the Missed calls, guess you don't care at all About me and my dreams So I'll leave you to think about it Thanks for nothing Thanks for nothing So now you wanna talk about it, okay I'm done with all the conversations You had your chance to make it right There's no going back in time So get used to the loneliness Damn, you should have known long ago What was right in front of you And you still don't, what a joke You don't know what you got 'til it's gone And I'm gone, moving on, and thank God 'Cause I'm over the Missed calls, guess you don't care at all About me and my dreams So I'll leave you to think about it Thanks for nothing Thanks for nothing So don't ever think about hitting me up Now that you realized you messed up I know you regret it but, sucks to suck, don't it? I guess you Don't know what you got 'til it's gone And I'm gone, moving on, and thank God 'Cause I'm over the Missed calls, guess you don't care at all 'Bout me and my dreams So I'll leave you to think about it Thanks for nothing (whoa) Thanks for nothing (whoa) Thanks for nothing (whoa) Thanks for nothing