As kind as Fluttershy
As beautiful as Rarity
You meant everything to me
Now you tell me there's another?
Why?
 
I let u strum on my heart strings
But it sounded off, with a missed chord
'cause u weren't playing lullabies of love
But dirges of discord
 
I'm like the mare in the moon
You locked my aching heart away
it belonged only to you
Yet all you do with it is play
 
So I've become an expert
In The Art of the Mess
'cause as u toy with my heart
There's a constant pain in my chest
 
Like Winter Wrapped Up my insides
With an eternal frost
Where no warmth exists
And all hope is lost
 
So I'll cry myself to sleep
Silently sobbing in the dark
Knowing that if I were a pony
Tears would be my cutie mark...