Someday you'll remind me of the heart I used to own,
but thanks to your betrayal,
that heart will never be coming home.
These fragile feelings that I used to have,
are all gone now, no longer inside of me.
Even the ultimate force of a hurricane wrapped inside a tornado
could never wake them up again.
Promises passing us by,
soothing us until they appear uninvited
beside the destiny of heartache.
I won't turn around,
quickly breaking down at the sound of your voice,
I can't ever fall for again
when I keep myself lying on the ground.
I am becoming a real life story
of the tin man with no heart.
I will die lonely and cold,
with no rose petals placed upon my coffin,
because I will never let anyone leave for me,
the love and pain I gained from you.
