Then she leaves
with someone you don't know,
But she makes sure you saw her;
She looks right at you and bolts.
As she walks out the door,
your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes.
Oh and when your friends say,
"What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Then you walk
under the streetlights,
And you're too drunk to notice
that everyone is staring at you.
You just don't care what you look like,
the world is falling around you.

You just have to see her.
You know that she'll break you in two.