In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sad
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby town
And climbing to the top
Will throw myself off
In an effort to make clear to everyone
what it's like When you're shattered,
left standing in the lurch At a church where people are saying,
My God,
that stuff she stood him up No point in us remaining,
Renee is well gone As I did on my own,
alone again,
naturally
To think that only yesterday I was cheerful,
bright and gay
Looking forward to what the world
wouldn't do The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt Talk about God in his mercy
If he really does exist Why did he deserve me?
In my hour of need I truly am indeed
Alone again,
naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world
Can't be mended,
left unattended What do we do?
What do we do?