She prepared herself for heartbreak And tried calling a truce She wasn't expecting him to use steal But it was too late For she had forgotten her shield
She tore off her halo Took off her white gown Replacing it with black heels, a new tattoo And a glimmering crown With a gleam in her eye and a smirk on her lips She sauntered into the booming crowd
She sent him a clutter of thoughts books And feelings But in the end she realized He didn't care He had already lost interest And was looking forward to his next affair