What will it be? I don’t know.
Stay tuned, folks…
Thought you were my one in a million
Thought it was you, I was done —
Thought we’d be always and forever —
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
Thought you’d never again break —
But here I am for a second time
Feeling foolish, waiting for a sign
Emotions like Everest, impossible to climb
It all started with your letter
Split between what the world really is and what I want to be better —
Oh, Lord! You’re in trouble, Miss Lowe…
Well, here I go… I opened up that letter
Decided to serve my heart up to you on a silver platter.
I pray to GOD you comprehend the gravity of what I have done!
GOD, help me if I’m wrong, again, and you’re not the ONE!