Here I am again
Wilting as my heart is once again
Bleeding on the floor
thinking about how
I always get so attached to someone
and my heart gets torn out
thrown on the floor
and smashed over and over again
Why is the world full of men that make promises?
Then turn around and bite off another piece of me
so much time on my hands
to think about
everything that hurts so deep inside
this pain will never cease
and the blood never dries
the band aid that i put on my heart
is already blood soaked
no matter how many times i change it
my heart wont mend
and the tears that over flow my eyes
is now a puddle on my floor
left to remind me
of your hateful words
you promised you would'nt say
I wish i did'nt care so much
and could leave this all behind
and for once clean this stain on my floor
and get on with my life