Sitting on these train tracks
Thinking about all the things I lack.

Wondering that if the train came,
Would it be better than having to see you with her everyday?

Was I not pretty enough?
Was I not into the right stuff?
Was it because I ran with the wrong crowd?
Did I talk a little too loud?

I just want to know why
You sat and watched me cry.
Want to know why
you chose her over me all this time.

Does she give you more of what you want?
Does she have more to flaunt?
Will she meet your parents too?
Will she love you like I do?

Right on time.
The 11:15 from Atlanta…