That stare – coloured completely but oh so distant
Holes in the back of my mind
I wanted her but you need her far more
So I did it, I stepped on back
In fact glad to still be alive ‘cos the pain would’ve far outweighed our fun times
Sure we had that too, but he’s better off with you
Able to paint you in pure gold
Some see magic… others see manic
One and one together you cannot but get tragic