I knew the promise of hope, the hope of you and I
Was false hope, filled with false honesty,
And now that you've shown me the truth of you
I can now move on to the next beautiful girl I see
I have figured situations like this out by now
Enough to fill a book that would become a best-seller
But that knowledge doesn't mean a thing to your kind
You'll call when he leaves you deaf, dumb and blind
Songs like this are easy to read. Especially after this happens time after time.
