One day he will like me,
but by then I'll have moved on,
and he will be the one with a broken heart
one day he will be the one with a tear in his eye,
he will be the one sitting on his bed wishing i would call, and when i never do,
he will be the one that cries all night,
he will be the one,
listening to sad slow love songs for the rest of his life he will be the one that loses the race,
all because....
he lost my love that day