The tie, the jewels, your cute little voice
Mama said no, but it was my choice
You took me away on a mild joy ride
I couldn’t believe you were mine I could have died
But the make up was removed
And the jewels began to rust
You lost it all from me
My love and my trust
You had my heart and
You had my faith
But I got up and left
Sitting in last place
God can’t help you
Neither can your friends
You made your choice
Now this is the end
No one acts that way no one says those things
You can’t make it better with a few diamond rings
Tell me now, what are you gonna do?
Now that you know that, we are through?