Cloaked in black gown
His supped his tea
And laughed at her
Hysterically
A phantom lass
He hoped to woo
(Though as always,
She’s not for you)
A hint of sad
To end the night
Another lad
Will win the fight
But that’s alright
I truly wish
My lady friend
A handsome dish
If I could write
A song for you
Well, this is it
Goodbye. Love you.