She doesn’t have to key your car

Or throw your clothes on the lawn

To hurt you the most.

She does that simply by leaving

Because it hurts the most

When you know you don’t have her.

Her shoulder to rest on.

Her ear to listen to

Her heart to hold yours

Because she will give it all

To someone who deserves her.

And you’ll have to watch her with him

With regret in your eyes

And happiness in hers.

Then the loneliness creeps in

Because no girl will ever quite match up

And your eyes long to tell her,

But she is already gone.