 | I’ve already lost what I thought I found.
Even in the dark my tears are seen falling.
I was so close, I was nearly whole again.
My heart, back to the way it was, broken.
Meant to be alone, meant to die just the same.
I’m living life one broken heart at a time.
Then again I should be used to it by now.
It’s not the first time it’s happened you know.
Every girl I’ve ever met has been like this.
They say they like you, they say you’re cute.
But what they really mean is give me your heart.
So I can step all over it with my foot.
Take the already broken parts and break them some more.
It’s black and blue from the pain I’ve gone through.
Hands are cold again, having nothing to hold.
Heart’s cold again, having nothing to feel.
Eyes are cold again, having nothing to dream.
My whole body’s cold again, having nothing to live for.
No one listens to the boy with a broken heart.
No one cares about the boy whose feelings are in ruins.
If you tried walking a day in my shoes,
You think you would survive?
If you tried living a day in my life,
You think you would make it? |  |
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