What do you do when you do everything right,
But everyone sees it as wrong,
What do you do when you put your heart first?
And don’t think before you fall,
What do you do when your heart is broken on the floor?
And you can’t bare it anymore?
Do you curl up and waste away?
And stay where you lay,
What do you do when the music slows?
And the lights dim,
Do you go to him?
What do you do when you are too worried to talk?
Afraid it might come out wrong,
A big mushy mess of words with too much meaning,
What do you do when your phone doesn’t ring anymore?
And you have to hear his voice,
To lull you to a melancholy contentment,
What do you do?
What do you do?
What do I do?