Boy meets girl, girl meets boy. He thought he’d found the one, she thought she’d found someone. Fate or coincidence, they don’t know, they don’t care. He knew from the start, that it would break his heart. Fool he was until the end, tried her to mend, his choice defend, justify the time he’d spent. Poor boy, poor fool, you play with fire you’ll get burned. You sleep alone tonight, under soft black stars. Now fend the demons and learn from this mistake. Things started to turn around, inside his head. He felt the need for change, so his mind would not derange. It’s time to estrange, close the door and walk away. So little said, only one thing done. Slip into the dark of the camber. He drives her off, yes lock and load that gun. Pull the trigger now she’s gone, just an empty memory. You started off like a cancerous mole, you spread through my body and torched my soul. I’ll rip it off and throw you away. I wish that I never met you that day.