Boy, bạn let me down.
I tried too hard
And I feel numb now.
A crooked smile
And a charm that drew me in.
But beautiful eyes can hide so many things.
bạn were my four leaf clover
My pure white dove
bạn were my lightning strike
And my knock on wood
My hope, my faith, my luck and love
bạn were my shooting ngôi sao that lit up the sky.
Then bạn broke the mirror
And my tim, trái tim died.
No hope, no faith, no luck, no love.
Just ordinary.
You’re just ordinary now.

Oh I’m not naive
But I thought
bạn were the perfect thing for me
Don’t get me wrong,
bạn can be wonderful sometimes
But then you’re lost
And bạn can’t look me in the eye.

bạn were my four leaf clover
My pure white dove
bạn were my lightning strike
And my knock on wood
My hope, my faith, my luck and love
bạn were my shooting ngôi sao that lit up the sky.
Then bạn broke the mirror
And my tim, trái tim died.
No hope, no faith, no luck, no love.
Just ordinary.
You’re just ordinary now.

Oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah, oh
Ordinary oh oh

bạn were my four leaf clover
My pure white dove
bạn were my lightning strike
And my knock on wood
My hope, my faith, my luck and love
bạn were my shooting ngôi sao that lit up the sky.
Then bạn broke the mirror
And my tim, trái tim died.
No hope, no faith, no luck, no love.
Just ordinary.
You’re just ordinary now.