This thought is just an itch to be scratched,
A song that had to be played.
And now all I can do is step back
And lie in the bed that we made.
This need was just a heart to be broken,
A dance that had to end.
I had you once, and it was incredible.
Now you say that I'm your friend.
This time was just a jewel to be stolen,
A bird that flies away.
I loved, I was happy, now everything is shattered.
I don't think there's any more to say.
This love was just a story to be written,
A lesson that had to be learned.
You and I are fire that will not die,
But when you play with fire, you get burned.