A boy brakes my heart & then she find another ... how do you know whats meant to be |
How many broken hearts can a girl handle |
& years pass |
& they are together and she sheds a cry |
She loves him but is scared of getting a broken heart |
She convineces herself that she wasting her time |
& in my head are million things that make me worry |
Still waiting for that one boy to come and sweep me off my feet |
The ones who hurt you the most are the ones you never forget |
Well im not going back* |