She sits in her car

On the east side of campus

Crying her eyes out

The feeling overtakes her

"He's perfect, he's kind, why am I so blind"?

To see

She's losing the spark, that thing that made her love him

Told her grandma they were fine

Those lies, they have defined her

Just figure it out

Her mind is nostalgic

Right now

She knows it's the wrong thing to do

But hey?

She don't care

She'll let down her hair

And say

"Well, how do I say this?"

"How do I tell him how I feel?"

"Well, how do I know,

I'm gonna feel better?"

She thinks she knows what she wants

But she don't have a clue

Staying over at her friend's house

To forget him, too

Her family tells her

"Let him go,

He'll only hold you back now."

But they never cared or dare

Say anything about how

Good of a man he was

Oh well

"Put him in the pig pen where he belongs."

She knows it's the wrong thing to do

But hey?

She could give a damn

She'll let down her hair

And say

"Well, how do I say this?"

"How do I tell him how I feel?"

"Well, how do I know

I'm gonna feel better?"

"Well, how do I say this?"

"How do I know that it's real?"

"Well, he can stay on his throne

I'll just leave him at home."

"Well, how do I say this, I don't really know?"

"How do I say this?"

"How do I tell him how I feel?"

"How do I know I'm gonna feel better?"

"How do I say this?"

"How do I tell him how I feel?"

"I won't be better."

"Well, how do I say this?"

"How do I tell him how I feel?"

"Well, how do I know

I'm gonna feel better?"

"Well, how do I say this?"

"How do I know that it's real?"

"Cause he can stay on his throne

I'll just leave him at home."

"Well, how do I say this, I don't really know?"