Probably swan

Every time she talks about him
My heart skips a beat or three
And the sun sets before 5pm
(Does she have burned skin?
I can't recall...)
Every time she says she's alone
I wonder what's wrong with me
I have phantoms that need to be appeased, too
(What was the matter with teddies?
What was there in her words?)
I still have her somewhere in my heart
But it falls apart
(I don't know
Probably
I've been trying to forget her for a very long time)
But my heart still believes
She can't be that distant
That there are actually nights in Vegas
And full moons
But me... I know
What she is capable of