Behind My Eyes.

i was #1.

i've always had an issue with thinking i mean more to people than i really do.

it's only gotten worse after i was told i'm one of the only people you tell everything to.

now i see that i'm only important when you need something.

i assumed you'd always need me regardless of what was happening.

you'd always need me by your side.

i realize that i've been replaced.

i'm used to being your number one.

i know for at least a little while i was. 

now i'm a nobody.

i don't have anyone that needed me the way you did and i feel so utterly useless.

you told me that you'd always need me so why am i watching everything from the outside? 

trying to think about how much you mean to someone will really mess you up.

especially when you use it as some sort of measurement for your own self-worth.

thinking in general usually does that for me.

i was your rock and now you have a new one and i don't know what to do with myself.

i hate that it's come to this.

i just want to be needed by you.