So I heard that you’ve been asking around.
Well baby, that’s too bad-
I’m sure you’ll come to realize
I’m the best you never had.

Your hands were cold, your stare so blank,
Your heart a hollow cave.
Your soul is black, and though I tried,
It’s simply too gone to save.

On the bottom line, I must admit
At first, you had me hooked.
You played your usual charming game
And that was all it took.

But see here, I’ve been hurt before.
And it won’t happen twice;
Things go wrong when guards go down
and the devil begins to play nice.

So I’ll let you go on and think that you’ve won,
But my secret will always be true:
Try as you might to steal my heart,
It will never belong to you.

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