She's in her room trying to write a song about you.
Which she does for very few.
Crumpled papers cover the floor.
She doesn't know you don't love her anymore.
Her pen runs out of ink.
And you're on the brink- of lying.
She scribbles a heart around your name.
And you're here to break it, just the same.
You quit lying, and tell.
Her heart's still chiming that bell.
Tell her that you have to go.
And now you're her foe.
She tears up every memory of you.
And you move on to another girl, who wants you.
Years later, you catch a glimpse of this beautiful lover.
And you can't help but hover, staring.
This girl was different than the one who's heart you broke long ago.
Now, she's got a lot to show.
You had your chance.
Just watch her dance.