It's been three months, since I lit one up But I needed something on my lips to get me through I didn't see this coming, when I let you go I didn't think it'd be this hard Getting over you If I was the one who called it quits Why in the hell do I feel like this If saying goodbye was for the best Then tell me why am I such a goddamn mess If I was the one who broke your heart Why am I so torn apart If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn Why am I breathing in this secondhand hurt If you hated me Maybe then it wouldn't cut so deep Maybe then I'd get some sleep Knowing you were dying, crying Nobody told me how hard it is to be the breaker I've always only been the broken, the left-alonesome but They both just feel the same If I was the one who called it quits Why in the hell do I feel like this If saying goodbye was for the best Then tell me why am I such a goddamn mess If I was the one who broke your heart Why am I so torn apart If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn Why am I breathing in this secondhand hurt If you were the fool I probably would've stayed with you Would've waited for you and me Guess the joke's on me Cause I'm just left here wondering If I was the one who called it quits Why in the hell do I feel like this If saying goodbye was for the best Then tell me why am I such a goddamn mess If I was the one who broke your heart Why am I so torn apart If I was the one who lit our love and let it burn Why am I breathing in this secondhand hurt This secondhand hurt