Another heart got ripped apart
When yesterday, she was my sweetheart
But she has no reason to be mad
Cause it's the only choice that I had
And It's not that I don't really care
It's just that you were never there
Your body may lay there beside me
but there's no pulse in what I see
I find myself going down that path
That I never seem to surpass
Will I truly ever break this pattern
And free myself from this heartburn
It's something only I can decide
By which life do I want to abide
Do I want a life of misery
Or to create a beautiful love story?
Monday, July 2, 2012
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