When she started turning heads she knew
Life wouldn't be the same
All she'd have to do
Was find a man and take his name
Love was a ride
She climbed inside
And everything that she held dear
It's suffered, Lord, and died
And shall sleep with you if you're lucky
If you've any luck at all
Does she won't be true you'll be lucky
You'll be happy to fall
Don't question her tomorrow
Don't ask about her past
Some stories don't have morals
Some endings come too fast
Some endings come at last
There's a darkness in a broken heart
That fights off every dawn
And staves away each place to start
To heal and carry on
Inviting new pain
Like moths to a flame
That burns a hole inside
Until it can't hold love again
And shall sleep with you if you're lucky
If you've any luck at all
Does she won't be true you'll be lucky
You'll be happy to fall
Don't question her tomorrow
Don't ask about her past
Some stories don't have morals
Some endings come too fast
Some endings come at last