I had known that the tears gone dried
For something I wish I could never see it
For the truth beyond a lie
I heard my heart whispered slowly
Begging for the last chance
For not letting him drove my life

It sounded like the last trip
To which I would end it soon
Would it be the last I man I used to love?
No, he was not a 'man'
I loved calling him a-good-boyfriend-used to