when you thought I was something special,
that I was a diamond amongst a pile of coal,
someone worthwhile.

Now everytime our eyes meet,
there’s no second look, a lingering glance;
that glance has turned into
nothing but a blank expression.

And as you see me when you
walk down the hall,
and you cling to your new sweetheart,
you’ll think,
“What did I ever see in her?”