OCD

He has OCD. He needs to strive for his dreams. She's in love with him. She gets in the way of his perfect reality.

Of the men who've loved me,

You're the one to care.

You'd tell me I was beautiful,

You were always there.

Now I'm lost without you,

You left me in the dust,

Because you want your music,

Because your love was lust.

You needed a pattern,

You needed to climb,

You needed to make music,

Even if it meant not being mine.

I love you with all my heart,

Through my broken tears,

I thought that you could love me,

Through all of our years.

But Broadway calls your name,

So here I sit and cry,

I wish that you still loved me,

I wish you didn't say goodbye.