Take my hand, promise me forever,
No silly fight or boy come between us.
Take the cigarette, take a long drag,
Let us enjoy freedom before eighteen.
You take his hand, tell him it’s forever,
Now i’m on the side, nowhere to be seen.
See me once a month, it used to be everyday.
But now it’s all about him, never about us.
I see you leaving, it’s harder to get you back.
To choose a friend over a boyfriend is unlikely,
And now you’re his girl, but it was me there first.
He’s taking you away from me, forever.
Now it’s hurting me, can’t tell you about it.
There’s no time for me left for you to spare.
It doesn’t look too good, it used to though.
I’d tell you I’d wait, but we know I can’t.
You found a new happiness, one I can’t see,
When I get one I’ll understand, you said.
But we both know I won’t, not for a while.
Now you’re running away, into his arms.
As calls becomes texts, and meet ups cancel,
The distance between us is growing fast,
I need you back, who else will I talk to.
But you already found my replacement.
Soon you’ll dye your hair, a deep dark red,
To symbolise a fresh breakup, a fresh wound.
But I won’t be around anymore to help you,
And now you’re as alone as I felt.