Once Shy, Twice Burned

Once Shy, Twice Burned

Once shy, now twice burned

Lost the bet your luck would turn

Picked the wrong one yet again

Hopes replaced by lessons learned.

He left you standing in the doorway

Your dreams a tangled wreck

You know tomorrow’s another day

But you can’t forget the past

Picked up, dusted off, back in the run

Still looking forward to your day in the sun

It’s better to be in the race and fall

To take a risk and lose it all

Than to hug the sidelines wondering

And slowly dying from within

Sometimes you’ve got to take the punch

You’ve got to go down fighting

Sometimes you’ve got to kiss the frog

Even when he’s no prince charming

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