I know your friends don’t approve of me
And I can understand why
I’ll never fit in to your way of life
There’s no need for me to even try

   I’ve got rough edges all over me
   And I can’t change, not even for you
   You can chisel and mold but I’m brittle as coal
   Those edges will never be smooth

I don’t regret that we fell in love
I’m proud I once called you mine
But now sweetheart we must say goodbye
We’ve come to the end of the line