I wake up every morning
to find myself in bed
and then I start think,
wishing HE was dead!
HE stole you from me!
I wanted you to be mine!
Instead, HE holds the key
to your heart and your mind.
Why couldn't I have you?
What's wrong with me?
Do I have big shoes?
Do I smell funny?
Either way, you're not mine anymore,
now you're with HIM.
O, how I hate HIM to the core!
I rather tear HIM limb from limb!
I wake up every morning
to find myself alone.
My heart is still breaking.
This feeling, I have never known.
