Life is so funny.

I get out of bed at half past 2
I see a new girl is wearing your shoes
She doesn't have a fancy car
Much better at playing the guitar

But it hurts
It stings
It burns
And it bleeds

We could have been great lovers
We could have at least been friends
But you chose to be cold
And then you chose revenge

I turn
I toss
I can't eat
I am lost

She likes them just as much
Or maybe even more than you
This girl who is playing the guitair
And wearing your old shoes