She stares out the window Counts raindrops until tomorrow Today sees her crying While Sting sings about the breath you take She'll take fighting chances Run head first into a brick wall Cause what doesn't kill her Makes it all just seem much closer
She needs a crutch, needs a crush With a rush infatuation She needs a way to feel the same that she once did He needs a lot less than she seems to be Too much to handle He won't say much Just leaving her in the dark
The tension gets thicker The wine helps to counter-act the pain Her whine makes him crazy, so crazy that he's about to break To throw out his morals Would just seem to beg the question Is this really worth it? A risk he's sure not willing to take
So she says, 'To spite my face, I'm cutting off my nose for you I know you'd do the same thing too Revel in what you'll miss out You played me for a fool this time Good luck with all your future tries.'
So now it's done Say goodbye to the chance that was once within your reach Kiss farewell to your loss, to your lack of decency You'll never know what you missed, what you could have found in me Insincere is the word to describe you best from me