She's putting out the burning ember of her last cigarette. Takes one last look over her shoulder towards you, then fades into the starry night. You'll see her around and know her sway; but it will no longer be the swish of the hips for you. Your ghostly manner will no longer be visible; Your contours will have faded within the blue sky.
She'll stand taller than the rest and flash those boys a mischevious smile. Shower them with her confidence that will make you long for her once more. But no longer yours, will she be.
Brokenhearted angel, won't you take my hand tonight? Won't you admit the wrongs you have done? Walk all over yourself like the doormat you are, and realize she wasn't worth losing.
She sits on his lap and kisses him passionately. That kiss that you once were able to steal. She smiles at him sweetly, and your heart aches for it used to be you for which she smiled. You always sought better, never knowing she was the best to ever come. Never understanding, that now you'll be alone.
Take one last look at her now. And realize that you'll never caress that baby soft skin again. Look into those mysterious, warm eyes one last time tonight, because they'll never be be on your face. You lost the most precious gift you'll ever receive. All for a dream-filled night that is never coming.
Brokenhearted angel, won't you take my hand tonight? Won't you admit the wrongs you have done? Walk all over yourself like the doormat you are, and realize she wasn't worth losing.
Shout your goodbyes now towards the wall that is over yonder. Because goodbyes and memories are all you have and misery will be all that you know. Don't try to fool her for a second, boy, that you won't remember a thing. Because truth is, you'll never forget anything.
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