She's made up, so confident
Knows a thing or two about what she wants
He's fragile, so on-the-edge
Doesn't know she's into breaking hearts
Tonight she'll slash and burn to the sea and he'll be left in the wake
He thinks that he has no choice but that is just a choice that we make
He'll try until he uses up all of his chances
But if he could only see that it's easy to be beautiful
He'd never even look back
She doesn't make apologies
She's crossed the line, forget sympathy
He's always miserable
Exactly where she wants him to be
She taught him not to flinch when she gets up and says goodbye
He knows those are just the breaks but he's drinking like it's suicide
That girl is suicide
I hate to tell you
We knew it all along
It's a game that can't be won