The huge pain in my tiny heart
the way i looked when you tore me apart
the love i gave and didn't receive
the lies you tried to get me to believe
the lonely nights i have to cry
the painful scars when you said you wished i would die
i gave you everything but it wasn't enough
i tried not to cry but I'm not that tough
all the story's i actually bought
and the fact that you loved me or so i thought
