Cold hands, grey eyes
Gives them butterflies
Dances all night.

Goes home, still drunk
Another boy, false love
Gives up, gets ******.

Messed up, trying hard
Plan fell through from the start
Can't get better with a broken heart.

Wants love, can't love herself
Puts her worth high on the shelf
Can't reach, kills herself.

Lonely, wants him
But he's dealing with the same thing
She wants more than a silly fling.

Must wait for him
Though the future looks grim
She'll hold on to it.