The vase sits alone on the table, as the girl waits eagerly
He said he would be there shortly, so she sits, waits, patiently
She hasn't seen him in weeks, says he's been busy with school
She said don't worry, I understand, it's cool
Then hangs up the phone and cries to herself, all alone
But he'll never say how she feels, so her feelings are never known
She glances at the clock, he's over an hour late
Just sit here, she tells herself, he'll show up just you wait
Another twenty minutes go by, she begins to lose hope
The phone rings and before it can ring twice she's already picked up
"Hey babe," it's been so long since she's heard his voice
She hears him sigh, oh she knows that noise
He says he's too busy, maybe another time
She quietly wipes a tear, don't worry it's fine
She says she still loves him, he hangs up
Fury fills her blood, she's so fed up
So sick of every excuse, they've become so absurd
She throws the vase to the ground, as empty as his words
Where the flowers should have been, but he never did show
He was never there to see her there, so he won't even see her go
But she's gone,
She's so far gone
