I came along and healed your heart.
But you broke mine.
And here I stand thinking about the reasons why?

I listen to all the reason your last love made you cry.
Many times, according to you.

I came along and cheered you up.
Made you see nothing but good, good luck.

And now--and now
I am questioning my decision.
Cause I came along and healed your heart.
Now, you broke mine.

And I don't understand why?