Without

It was hard enough, without
Her dying her hair blonde again
It was hard enough, without
Her lying with a gentle man
I wish I could hate her more than anything, hate her for thinking she’ll be
given all the love she deserves
Maybe she’s right this time, maybe we’re past our prime…
I wish I could do what I have always done, take my love for her and turn it in
to hate for her sir
He’s a far better man than me… I guess I’ll wait and see
How can hope for the best
My best is her worst
Can I go back to a wish
So I can quench this thirst
How can hold on to hope
That there love will end
How will I ever know
When we will start again
It was hard enough, without
Her obviously missing me
It was hard enough, without
Reminders of what could have been
I wish I could tell her that her boyfriend was a waste life, good for nothing
but to bring her down
But that wouldn’t be true at all
I wish I could save her from the evil demon kissing her, but he sings a more
saintly sound
I’m not the best choice this time, please keep sending me signs
How can hope for the best
My best is her worst
Can I go back to a wish
So I can quench this thirst
How can hold on to hope
That there love with end
How will I ever know
When we will start again
How can hope for the best
My best is her worst
Can I go back to a wish
So I can quench this thirst
How can hold on to hope
That there love with end
How will I ever know
When we will start again
Will I ever know has she slipped away