Too Much For My Broken Heart...

Sitting on my bed, surrounded by ribbons and trophies,
All of these things that I've accomplished.
If I could succeed at getting all of these things,
Why can't I get you to love me again?

All I ever wanted was to make you happy
And I couldn't get that right, I made a mess of it.
I wanted to make you happy, but I didn't
And now all I ever do is cry.

Let me be the way I am, it wasn't good enough.
And I don't know why it wasn't.
Loving you loving me back seems so long ago.
I guess I'm through pretending to be happy.

So, why did you walk away from me and all we were?
Was it because I said those three little words?
I suppose it was too much for you, or maybe
It just wasn't enough, I should've shown it?

I lay down on my bed, surrounded by the things I love.
But you're not here, so that's a lie.
Thinking about you leaving is hard to handle.
It's too much for my broken heart...