I woke up this morning
With my eyes burning
And tears streaking

You were never mine
Yet, why, oh why do I pine?
Everything's gonna be just fine

That's the subject of my monologue
Since I was enchanted by you, mystagogue
It helps a little to pull through
In trying to get over you

Yes, I thought I was healed
But I'm lost in this wreckage
Unable to register the message
In your love's thorny field

I have understood
But this heart of mine
It does still whine
Its passion is too crude

Please, Maiden, don't misunderstand
I've tried to be the better man
And I wish you well
But more importantly, farewell
For I have sought refuge in Mnemosyne's den