We met in the worst possible way,

Two hearts left broken, led astray.

You said, "You know what? Love isn’t real,

So let’s just start to play."

No longer was she the lover girl,

Who believed that love’s a twirl—

A dance, a whirlwind romance

No longer was he the gentleman,

Who buys you flowers, who takes your hand,

Someone who believes love’s something grand

Because they’ve both loved someone before,

Built a home, then closed the door,

Both left crying on the floor

So when they met,

They didn’t believe

That love was something they could give

So they just played—

There’s a spark, “It’ll just fade,” they said

Because they met each other in their worst state,

Not expecting love to find a way.