He'll never love you like I did,

Everyone loves for conditions,

My love was pure and focused on us,

But I knew that something was missing,

If only I would've heard your cry's,

If only I'd shut up and listened,

Thought that I had my mind mastered,

My anger was blurring my vision,

Now I'm just lost, like a stray dog,

A chef without pots in the kitchen,

A line with no fish, no food on the dish,

And both of us feeling like victims,

The hurt and the pain try to push me away,

But my heart doesn't wanna listen,

And even though I can't change the past,

I'll spend every day tryna fix it.