Hearts are fun to play with,
Hearts are easy to break...

You've hurt me so bad,
My eyes can no longer cry...

As i read those words you sent me,
I don't wanna believe it's true...

How do you get away from something thats inside...
how do you live for something, thats already dead...

I'm sick of waking up everyday,
putting a fake smile upon my face...

Sometimes i sit and stare at you
and wonder what you see in me...

I'm sick of writing about the sadness in life...
broken hearts, pain, and my knife...

Cheeks stained,
pillow soaked from all the tears...

Here i am,
standing in front of you...

~ i know this is long, but please take the time to...
This is about the pain in everything...

One day a dancer woke up,
and slipped on her dancing shoes...

There is an indescribable feeling i get,
when ever i think of you...