I used to think your songs were sweet,
those you'd sing to me.
But now you sound so out of tune,
and totally off key.
I heard a better song,
with a nicer melody
It gets stuck in my head
and it sets my spirit free

You stand outside my window
with your busted, old boombox.
Playing on repeat
all the memories we lost.
But I'm sorry, it's no use.
I only hear my new song.
It's nice of you to try,
but sorry, you took too long.