It's a breath you took too late.
It's a death that's worse than fate.

No use wishing now for any other sin.

There's a girl in this dress,
there's always a girl in distress.

But it's easier to say 'I love you',
than 'Yours, sincerely' I suppose.

I don't wanna be a lover,
I just wanna be your victim.

She's no angel.
He's no saint.