I won't be a stand-in for the girl you really love.
I won't lie beside you when it's her you're thinking of.
I won't be the make-do love
despair has drawn you to.
I won't be a substitute
when all I love is you.
You have made it clear, she's still the one
and I am just a way of having fun;
to stop yourself from feeling
the hurt she put you through.
But if I stay
and play your way
I'll end up crying too.
I won't be a stand-in for the girl who's on your mind.
I won't stay to hear you speak her name instead of mine.
Half a heart's no use to me,
I might as well have none.
I won't be an also-ran,
when you're my number one.
I won't be a loving last resort
if she came back, you'd leave without a thought.
You'd never turn around to see the lonely tears I cried.
You'd suit me fine,
but I'll decline
while I‘ve still got my pride.
I won't be a stand-in for the girl you really love.
I won't lie beside you when it's her you're thinking of.
I won't be the make-do love
despair has drawn you to.
I won't be a substitute
when all I love is you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem