Your Loss
I don't understand your cowboy ways
and figuring it out
is not how I'm gonna waste my days.
You play around and waste my time,
at first I wanted you as mine
and maybe, I still do-
but I realize now,
you could never be true.
No stress 'cuz I'll move on,
(not thinkin' about you.)
You'll be the one out lookin'
for a love that's true
and I'll smile and sweetly state,
"It could have been me,
but you wrestled fate,
and YOU set ME free."
The grin on my face
is because you'll never find
another quite like me.
Dedicated to Jeff Connolly
