With One Foot In The Grave

He wished on a shooting star that he saw streak across the sky that night
He wished his very best friend would be his, he wished with all his might
She was proper beautiful, she had a glow and lit up every room
When he was depressed, she'd just smile and take away the gloom
He wanted her so bad, he thought of her face every single day
He really hoped that wherever she was, that everthing was okay
She had a long line of boyfriends, but none of them were right
If only she could see, the perfect guy for her was in plain sight
She married another guy, that day was the only one he cried
She went off with another guy, he swore he could have died
He watched as they left, she turned and gave him one final wave
He turned and walked back home, with one foot in the grave
He saw another shooting star that night and cursed his own bad luck
He brought the bottle back to his lips, shook his head, cursing 'fuck'