Once upon a time, we fell apart.
You're holding in your hands the two halves of my heart.
All to myself.
I want you all to myself.
And nobody else.
You play games, I play tricks,
Girls and girls, but you're the one.
Like a game of pick-up sticks,
Played by fucking lunatics.
So, keep your dream with no consequence
You'd damage me just to feed your senses
All you fake for reality
I see right through you, see right through you.
I'm here for your entertainment.
So close your eyes and let it hurt,
The voice inside begins to stir.
You keep trying to get inside my head,
While I keep trying to lose the words you said.
Can't you see I'm hanging by a thread?
I wasn't taught this way.
With a thousand things to say.
I was born with a broken heart.
And this is how it hurts when,
I pretend I don't feel any pain.
I'm here again. A thousand miles away from you.
A broken mess, just scattered pieces of who I am.