My heart bleeds
For there was someone before me
I am not the first one to have touched your skin
I’m not the only one who has loved you
I feel second in line, and it hurts deep inside
You speak so freely of the one before me
Like you never wanted it to end at all
It made me sick to my stomach when those words flew
I wanted to cry myself away
Are you better off with her?
Do you love me?
Am I just second in line?
Second in line…
Second in line…
Second in line…
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Written October 20th, 2005
