Can she cut down her pain with a blade?
Because she only finds peace in the glade
You thought of her as a jade
But let’s make trade
Now she’ll break all the promises you made
And make your heart her arcade
She’ll say all the words full of shade
Since you’ve seen her face it’s gonna be a decade
She’ll make your love for her to upgrade
Then she’ll shatter your heart into million pieces to make it fade
You’ll see her making sure her pain makes you wade
In the end she’ll start wearing better eyeshade
You’ll catch her walking through the stade
And she gotta do what it’s gonna take to persuade
That she no more needs her heart to downgrade.