My head says no but my heart says yes,
I just don’t get what it is trying to suggest,
I know you and me do not belong together,
Yet the rain makes your shape in the stormy wether.
In my bed I plan a message to send,
A way to help this broken heart mend,
I miss you I know that I do,
But I know I meant it when I said we were through.
You took my heart and smashed it to satisfy,
And when I learnt how to take it you said goodbye,
You said to me that I was not the same,
So my head suggested I was to blame.
My head soon learnt to hate you,
Yet my heart did not know what to do,
But one day my head will teach my heart,
And tell it that we are meant to be apart.
