It still hurts to hear your name
After all these months you still cloud my judgement
I’m starting to think that I might never be the same
But being alone is better than being your puppet

Maybe you never loved me, I’ll never know
But if you did, what kind of love was that?
Leaving me to cry on the floor when I was feeling low
If you really loved me then why did you raise your hand?

A few weeks ago I met a guy
He treats me like a queen, makes me smile
I gotta admit, I’ve never felt so high
And I think for him, I’ll walk down the aisle

I hope you’ll realize what you’ve done
When you see me with him, holding hands
I hope you see the way my face lights up like the sun
When he’s holding me while we dance