I don't feel pretty enough,
For you anymore.
I feel as if I'm just a toy to you.
You hold my hand
but break my heart.
Boy, will you stop my heart from breaking?
Or will you just go on living the lie?
You don't really love me,
I can see it in your eyes.
I'm already broken up,
Crying over this.
And if your not committed,
Just leave me be.
I can't handle another heartbreak,
Especially from you.
And all I can think about,
Is what I'll have to do.
To make you love me.
To make you hug me.
I'm lost. I hope your happy.
I'm broken, and it's all your fault.
So, I guess this is goodbye,
And I can't let you see me cry.
So I'll say goodbye, As I turn my head,
And tears fall from my eyes.
