She showed me an open door,
I really thought I had a chance.
And slam,
She shuts it, right in front of my face.

It all started back at the days,
Where I was reading papers everyday.
An anonymous message,
Broken heart, healed by a confession she seems to made.

But now everything had changed,
It really doesn't matter if she's the one,
With the same surname and what not,
Because, she is, with another man.

All I hoped is that she don't,
Ever showed up in my face again,
Till my wound heals,
And I'm back at it again, I will remain salty to the bitter end.