It's a story as old as gold
The same I've always been told
About love, and the way it unfolds
You start out as friends
And soon as that meets its end
Now you look, confidently in their eyes
Months quickly go by
And you don't even notice
Not knowing what the plan is to do
Or the wedding has been called off
And you're afraid to leave so soon
Now you stay, trapped for life
And the future is so charred
And you don't know what to do
So really has, the story even been written?