There’s little warmth from a setting sun
I’m broken in more ways than one
The seasons change, and time grows thin
Still, I remain in my own skin
I aim to see the break of dawn
I wish on stars, then ****, they’re gone
So I’m gonna wait till they return
And give away what should be earned
A heart of gold, a caring thought
But they say that love cannot be bought
So I wait within a moments time
But the punishment does not fit the crime
So I think and introspect
And console my heart and it’s neglect
I ponder all the time in which I spent
Investing in the tears I’ve wept
The constant lies and disrespect
All the promises I’ve made and kept
I am no doormat or fawner for you
And I will not accept my number 2
I must come first, second to none
So I may feel the warmth of the setting sun