He tears at it daily, one piece at a time.
Yet I don't to lose him, he'll always be mine.
It hurts, aches and is going to break.
I don't know how much more it can possibly take.
1 word, 3 words, does it really matter?
No, not really. Because it's going to shatter.
Broken pieces, broken pieces, all over the floor.
He's gone now forever.. finally shut the door.
My heart wants to cry out, but there's something in it's way.
My only wish now, is that he would just stay.
Her heart has been torn and ripped into shreds,
And now there is simply, none of it left...
