Boston Cream Pie
Karen POV

I’m sitting here at this fountain
I’m angry and crying
Did you ever really love me, Jim?
Or were you just lying?
When you opened up to me
I gave you my trust
I expected your loyalty
And now I’m sitting here, crushed
A piece of your heart
Was always at reception
I should’ve known better
And seen past this deception
She fell for you, too
And why wouldn’t she, Jim?
But I thought we’d work through it
I went out on a limb
I wish you’d stayed in Scranton
And never came to Stamford
I shouldn’t have let you in
I should’ve listened to the rumors I’d heard
I hope you’re happy
With your perky receptionist
But one day, we’ll meet again, Jim
And I’ll make you wish we never kissed