She must hate me, she really must

To direct her eyes away from mine

When I pass her in the hall and in 

My mind I will wave, but I know 

Everything is too late

You will go far away and know

Where your love actually lies so

My heart must grow content to

Be alright where I am without

You 

Dark red anger and black lined 

Eyes say it all, I know you are

Going to move on with your 

Head up high and with your 

Self fed ideals about who I 

Was 

You will run across the 

Country right before my eyes

Hoping I will see, but I have

Figured out I really don’t want

To compete and surrounding

Myself with the beautiful

Young will cause more age

Then grace 

Oh how the styles have 

Changed when we’re trying 

To impress the other with who

We were not together and the

Makeup in front of your eyes

Is an attack to my moral code

The clever subtly of seeking 

The face of the adversary of

Everyman who comes across

Your path and you know it 

Kills me, but I guess we have

Died to one another 

And you will never really 

Understand because I am quite

Lost in myself that opportunity

Came biting at my door, but I 

Thought the salesman down 

The street had a better pitch 

Oh how he fooled me in his

Sale as he pulled the string 

Away when I went for the 

Product in front of my face