It was crystal
Like the Boston bay out my window.
Blue, serene and never ending.
You made your mind up about me
Stereotypes and preconceived notions.
Funny how I judged you so positively.
Who knew you’d switch once you heard the truth.
You would have learnt it one night eventually.
I never thought your d*** would turn soft permanently.
Riddance that it took you 5 days
Instead of all of 5 months
To turn and tell me, you’d never have the guts to be with me.