Somehow I tend to leave behind the tears and truth, and just forget that I can't get over you.

I breathe by your looks and you look right through me.

Chalk another heartbreak up to foolish pride.

And if I hurt you, I'm sorry. Please don't think this was easy.

And all you want is something I can't be.

I'd rather chew on broken glass than keep on living in the past and wasting time on words I know you didn't mean.

Here's my heart, I'll let you break it.

And it's like being hit by a truck over and over again. But you stay in the road, because when you aren't being hit by a truck, the road is the best place in the world to be.

I'm not stable enough emotionally to even hug you without meaning it with every ounce of me.

Once you get what you want, then you really have something to lose.