He met her the day that she met him
Always together, their future without each other was quite slim
This was the superb start of something new
So thought the girl, but this boy was not true
To his own heart, that is, for this boy became a lie
To his family, his friends, and his girl "cutie pie"
She often spilled her heart, told him the darkest of secrets
"My heart is like glass" she mourned, "I hope you can keep it"
This is where things indeed take a spin
This boy, this coward, dropped this heart of glass when he stated
"This girl is so nice, but ugly as sin"
Overheard, exposed, the laughter of her classmates were elated
Luckily now, we're back to a time not so murk
Because that was the day she met me, and I met her
Crying, mourning, all sorts of frowning in class
Was my cue to believe in her, fix this heart of glass