You won't be my date to fair
And that's not fair
I cry to my mom once a week
God I feel so weak
All you did was lie
And now all I do is lie
We don't say good morning
You being gone has me in mourning
All I do now is write
About how neither of us was right
You stung me like a bee
But I will let you be
I need something new to see
I should go to the sea