I've seemed to cut myself on the broken glass, you hand me a towel to repair my wounds but no thank you, I want this to bleed out , I've spent to many times trying to cover up what I've been feeling. Someone let me be, I can't keep secrets and with this broken glass you've cut me. You do your damage then try to fix me I wonder if I left would you miss me? From this broken glass I may bleed but like my wounds I will heal and be better than ever, you thought you could keep cutting with with your broken glass how clever but I can act so now I'll play you, I busted a bottle for broken glass just to draw blood from you. So I stuck you so now how does it feel? I was looking for a theft of heart and you fit the bill. So bleed out, I've set a trap there will be broken glass in your every step.
