Lay love that�s been silently dead.
He whines and bitches about his loss,
Working to stretch the truth at any cost.
He was just a good, average guy
When her heart decided to comply.
She kissed him once and found the good,
Found what every beautiful woman should.
But she left in his heart a sour stake,
She left bitter empty passion in his wake.
What could he do, where could he turn,
Fearful his fire would no longer burn.
And yet another girl is there tonight.
She�s just as beautiful and bright.
How lucky can one person get
To capture the second Goddess he�s met?
And as I sit here with my stone heart
Picking and tearing my mind apart�
I find I�m nothing but a man,
Who�s doing the very best that he can.