A picnic planned for me
A moleskin notebook for you
Guess I'll throw it in the trash
Should've known it was too good to be true

Comfort in your whispering words
Should've known that's all they were
I'm always falling for the lines
When there's no chance of follow through

My hearts been broken for awhile
So it's really no suprise you see
I'll push through, mask it with a smile
Like Paul said, let it be.