Well, I told you how I felt. I had hoped you'd say you felt it too.
But things, they didn't play out like I'd hoped.
I guess in the end there was nothing I could do.
She said I had a heavy heart. I told her she could free it loose.
She just shook her head and sat there, her cheekbones glowing in the moon.
So then I asked her, "Do you lie awake at night thinking of words you wish you'd said?" Like, "Did you ever get that job?" or did you just give up instead?
I told you how I felt. I ruined everything that night. Although we don't talk much now, I think that things will be alright.