Sitting at a table alone for two when my jaw drops to the floor,
Someone who could be the one to press my heart's restore.
Yet my throat shuts and I freeze with hesitation,
So she walks right by cause I dropped the ball on dedication.
My head drops as my failure of love past return with a fire,
Burning more holes in my heart like a nails on a tire.
I rise out with my head down as I walk out the door without a notice,
Walking out of a cleared mind as things return out of focus