Never have an affair with a singer/songwriter, because you'll wind up as fodder for one of those...
"He was a mystery I thought I knew
Dependable and solid as an oak
But it was just his head, the rest was easily led
And now it's over and my heart is badly broke
Oooooiiiieeee, this ain't no fun
Oooooiiiieeee, my mascara's on the run and so is he
And now I'm left without a rhyme except oooooiiiiieeee"
...songs. Sorry, got a bit carried away there.