I wear a broken heart on my sleeve
Where every who loved me just leaves.
I m broken and have the emptiness of sorrow
Stupid love it breaks me
It always refines me
And makes me
I already know whats instore
You want less
And i will always want more
Dont worry i wont fall again
Heartbreak is not worth it
A counterfiet , A lie, A Sham
Yet
Im bluffing and pretending
Stupid love is not what i need
Just the same crumpled mangled heart
On my sleeve
Pretending they love me
But its always too late
Eventually i will learn to give my love
I\'ll become player of this game
Why should i be a victim Again?
Stupid love has enough to make me question
Question my whole existents
Is it worth loving ?
When all it does is destroys me
Nothing hurts me more than
Picking my broken heart
Off the floor
Do me a favour let me breathe
Grasping for some life,
Love has denyed me.
Wearing that scarred heart on my sleeve
To show love has once again decieved
Why do i do this? Whats the point
It hurts in the pit of my stomach
I cannot eat
I pick the wrong people to love
My heart is still on my sleeve its
Battered and stuck together
It will never learn
To say im used to it would be an understatement
To say i need love would be true
But my heart has taken enough
Its never going to be the same
I will never have anyone but me to blame