Second (feat. Amanda DeSouza)

Second choice, afterthought
Guess she caught you too fast
Second place, feeling cursed
If you're not first, you're last

Second pick, second best
I should have guessed that you'd move on
Now I'm left here in disarray
You used to say I was second to none
I guess I'm second to one

Time can heal my broken heart
If I can start forgetting you
But how can I begin to try improving
When I see you moving to somebody new?
And now I don't know what to do

You played me like a fiddle, mon ami
Just a shell of who I used to be
Can't you see?
I'm holding on to memories
I'm holding on to lies
I've been betrayed, didn't make the grade
Well I hope she's satisfies

Your number's gone, your picture too
So now I'm through with losing me
Instead of us, no, it's you and her
Guess you prefer insanity

What's insane is that every day
To my dismay, I think of you
All the what-ifs, and when things went sour
Every hour, no, every minute, no
Every second
What else can I do?

Second choice, afterthought
Yes, she caught you too fast
Second place, I know I'm cursed
Cause I'm not first, I'm last



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Bliss
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