Broken Hearted Love

My heart's broken pieces
in my hand and wonder if it'll
ever be whole again.

If music was the food of love
then play on
but what if the music is out of tune?
then what happens to the song?

It kills me that you love me
but you think of me that way
and it breaks me to think that
i believed the lies you say

There is a million stars
hanging in the sky
for each one there's a
reason why i cry.

You whispered fake dreams
into my ear
so a false fantasy
is what i hear

Shall I be like Romeo
to think my lover is dead and entombed?
or to be like Juliet and
stab herself to end her grief soon?

I thought i had
escaped this hellhole of doom.
But i guess I
make my judgment too soon.

Give me Passion, darling,
and give it fast.
So this pain I fell
will no longer last.