Ladies and Gentlemen...Mr. Burt Bacharach...

When you see me walkin' down the street and I start to cry each time we meet,
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe you don't see the tears just let me breath and cry
`Cause each time I see you I break down and cry
Walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
So if I seem broken and blue,
Walk on by, Walk on by
Foolish pride that's all that I have left
So let me hide the tears and sadness that you gave me when you said good-bye
Walk on by.

Sick lil girl... I was flipping the tv channels, since American Idol is being Tivo'd - and I came across the N*Sync (yes, i put the astrick in there) concert: i... can't.. turn... away. OH THANK GOD FOR COMMERCIALS.