This is how the story’s gonna’ start. You’re going to stop, reverse and put it in park. What was once a spark, is now a flame. A flame in which you could never tame. She’s not the person she used to be, you see. What was a seed is now a tree. She grew into something you could never be. You tried to stomp her down to the ground, tried to make her lost not to be found. But you ended up looking like a clown. Because she’s not the person you used to hang around.