Shattering my heart must be a process
Because you are killing me slowly
I can't take it anymore
Just get it over with
End it now
Stop using me
Every time you let me down
I'm always left crying myself to sleep
With bloody wrists
And a tousled heart
Just throw me out on the street
Leave me on the curb
That's what I feel like,
A used toy that isn't wanted
With broken parts
And doesn't function
Because someone played with it too rough
Well I can't stand up for myself
I can't be tough
I'm too worn down
And all I have to offer
Are tears and a simple frown.
