Second Hand Love

*This is not based on a true story, I cannot stress that enough.* The days are lonely And the nights don't make sense I went to look for The One And I was feeling tense Walking down the High Street Popped in to the Cash Converters store I'm sure I missed a heartbeat As I saw her lying on the floor Used, in good condition Deflated breasts, a sombre gaze Beggars cant be choosers Inviting look got me amazed She doesn't nag, she doesn't moan No monthly scarlet tears Second hand love, second hand love Stays for years and years..