In the beginning I was so scared to ever reach this road.
At the end I'm happy because your true feelings you showed.
At first we started out in the hills, valleys, and beautiful scenery.
Secondly we ended in the ghetto, filled with gangs, and horrible buffoonery.
For me to think that we would make it to Lover's Lane, was my mistake.
But the fact that I've gotten rid of you makes me feel good and not a disgrace.
I should have seen it coming when I noticed we were taking different routes.
If I'd only listen to myself when I had my doubts.
I chose the road of passion and pain.
Sacrificed too much and waited in vain.
Maybe if I wore a seatbelt I wouldn't have gotten so hurt in the crash.
But I can't blame no one, so the concept of not falling head over heels I must grasp.
Good thing the air bags and roadside assistance was there to help.
All the love and care they gave when I was unconscious, truly I felt.
So when I finally get to Breakup Avenue, I'll tell you how much I loved you.
After that time is spent and I'm leaving Breakup Ave.
Your engine may not start and I may send Triple A on my behalf...
Road of New Me here I come.
You thought just because we was over I gave up on love and I was done?