• That boy that I held dear,
    He's gone and left me here.

    Without a whisper or a word,
    left me, never to be heard.

    I've cried all by myself,
    put my heart on a shelf.

    I'll try to detach it,
    that feeling that bit.

    That feeling that stung,
    my song that's unsung.

    Let the hurt rot away,
    and the let the world play.

    So I may hate you alone in my silence.