I died today
the pain ripped through...

You don't love me like I do you
It's unfair in my eyes...

I can break apart
In a million pieces...

Engrave your initials in
The palm of my hand...

I've learned to black it out
Learned to live with it...

It's what's driving me
It's who I'm running from...

I should've never thought
You'd ever be different...

Deal with a rose that has thorns
And you will get pricked...

Theres a little girl
Hiding in the corner of your life...

How do you rebuild your heart
When a person has torn it all apart...

It's not what I do
It's what I don't...

You should've thought in time
That this pain would ease...