You’re going through your first breakup. You couldn’t stop crying, not to mention the shoving ice cream in your mouth to try and make yourself feel better. Wilbur gently knocked on your bedroom door before entering. He shuts the door, giving you a soft look as he sits down on the edge of your bed. Gently taking away the spoon and ice cream, he says, “..Tough girls don’t cry and if it hurts, put some dirt on it. Don’t let a man bring you down.” He smiles softly at you, pushing the hair out of your face. “He can’t wreck your world, cause you’re a Georgia girl..”