When I said that you were beautiful,
you turned and walked away;
And now I’m not sure if,
I meant those words today.
Now don’t get me wrong,
you were what I was needing;
But you left me with nothing,
but a broken heart bleeding.
And you’re teasing,
and you’re taunting,
and now you’re haunting my dreams.
And I don’t get much pleasure,
between the tears and the screams.
And I’m teeming with sorrow,
and what tomorrow might bring,
but you left me with the words,
so I’ll stand up and sing.