I wanted us to slow down, not screech to a halt.

Piece by piece and bit by bit, I'll break this down for you real slow. But I can't whisper all of this, and I can't seem to let this go.

Why would you say all those love things when you knew you would leave?

And suddenly, I became part of your past, I'm becoming the part that doesn't last, I'm losing you, and it's effortless.

It was amazing, really, just how much pain the human heart could take.

She was only there when it was convenient for him. She was the gas station that nobody ever visited unless their tank was coming up on empty.

Maybe it wasn't good enough, but I gave you all that I could.

Let's cause a scene and yell at each other and forget that we were once in love.

Her heart was ripped in two, and she was struggling to breathe, but somehow she knew that if she had the choice, she'd go back and do it all again. That's how pathetic she was. That's how weak minded and desperate she had become.

And if heartbreak is a compliment, then I must be amazing.