She was pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger on his heart all wrong.

"Fiyero, please! I messed up-"

"Glinda. Stop. This isn't the first time you've screwed up…I want to give you a second chance…but I don't think I can."

Glinda's eyes watered, her lip trembled. Have some composure, where is your posture? "Why not, Fiyero? I love you. You know that."

"We'll be the same tomorrow, Glinda! You say it's love, I've gotten what I need to get by."

"People change, Fiyero. It's not a question or an answer, but it will change your mind."

"No, Glinda, it won't. I can't act like you, I can't put a smile on my face. I couldn't lie to myself for even a minute."

"You said that we'd be the same tomorrow, Fiyero; what do you mean?"

"We won't change, Glinda. Don't you see? We've all been painted by numbers."