Their love is the kind told in fairytales
The story that everyone looks forward to hearing
When she met him
When he met her
She was falling from grace
She was all over the place
He loved her spontaneity
Loved how crazy she was
She loved how he was always there
Loved how he felt like home
Cause she had nowhere else to go
She was broken, lost, and alone
It was crazy
Him and her
But they worked
They fit together
It didn't have to make sense
It wasn't about what others thought
Their love was special
It was untouchable
And yet, it was destined to fall apart
The relationship proved to be a challenge
It became more difficult to endure
He'd pulled away
She'd pulled back
The constant tug-of-war weighed him down
It became too much
That's when her chances started
She had one
One chance to make it right
One chance to fix everything she destroyed
One chance to proclaim her love
One chance to win him back
She blew it
She had two
Two chances to see him
Two chances to say sorry
Two chances to save him
She was too late
She had three
Three chances to get back on track
Three chances to refocus her motives
Three chances to forget it all
She took them
She wanted to forget
Why couldn't they see that
He was her ruin
Her pain
Her love
Yet, she would never speak his name in vain
But it was too hard
He kept giving her chances
She kept blowing them away
He was fed up; he'd had enough
But deep down she wanted him to stay
She had so many chances
Chances to make it right
Chances to get him to stay
If only she took those chances
Then he would be alive today
She knows he's in a better place
She's heard it all before
He was her rock
And one moment took that all away
And deep down she knew their love was no more
She still grieves
She still deals with the pain
But she knows he's up there looking after her
Making sure she's okay
Because without him
There would be no her today
Love is blind
Love is tragic
But people should know
Love is forgiving
