Let's all raise our glass,
A small toast for those poor souls,
Let's drink for our lost friends,
Lost in the idea of loving a fool.

A second for the Second,
Stolen stares for the Second,
Empty promises for the Second,
Rapid kisses for the Second.

We all know now,
Being the Second Lover,
Will bring nothing but despair

Let's all not forget their sacrifice,
We all need a cautionary tale.