The vodka stung my throat
Not as much as she stung my heart
She was trouble and I knew it
My heart was dumb and never smart
She'd pull down your defences
And leave your heart to rust
I begged and pleaded with myself
But still gave her my trust
Yet he was so fulfilling
Loving, graceful and kind
The intentions he held behind closed doors
Were not so well refined
Torn between a love that was
And love that would never be
I stared blankly in the mirror
At a person I wished wasn't me
