The sorrow smashed her heart
like little drops of rain
while all she heard from his mouth
was another woman's name
Used to be the third wheel
that never led to anywhere
spent her life helping the lovers
the lovers that never helped her
Wounded by the cannonballs
She can't barely stand the pain
but what hurt her the most
were the little drops of rain
Little drops of rain that hurt
little drops of rain that kill
that lonesome girl's heart
which will never ever heal.
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