I am broken. I'm not afraid to say it. I'm not as beautiful as her. I'm not as good as her. but i am me. i am not perfect and i no that. but at least I'm not fake. my love for you is pure. hers is just an act. why cant you see that... |
Torn, brokn, wateva. its al da same. i shud hav nown u dint luv me. 2 u luv is jus a game. i ges Im jus guna move on, as hrd as it may b. Im guna mis u, Im guna cry. but Im sori al i hav left is 1 wrd. gudbye. |
You know that feeling where u don't wanna live, yet u don't wanna die? where u so badly wanna smile, but all u can do is cry? you ask for the truth, yet they tell you a lie. baby please let my heart go, so i can finally say goodbye... |
I knew that there would be one guy who would make me fall for him with no intentions of catching me. that would break my heart with no intention to repair it. but what i didn't know.. was that it was gonna be you.. |
The truth? ok. u tore my heart out & smashed it into lil pieces. then expected me 2 take u bak jus so u cud do it agen. but i ges wat they say is tru, everybody is guna hurt u, u jus have 2 decide who is worth the pain... & 2 me u are. |
We fell apart. theres nothing i can do about that.but at least i tried to fix it. but you, you didn't care. i cried, u moved on, end of story. see thats the difference between us... i loved u and u didn't love me. |
I wanted you to stay. but u still walked away. how much longer do i have to pay? how many more sorries do i have to say? |
I gave u everyfin i had. u fru it bak in my face. i tryd 2 b perfct 4 u. & u turned ur bak on me. u sed u luvd me & i believd u. & wnt bak 2 da start agen. u hurt me yet i take u bak. u leave me wen i need u da most, yet i stil luv u. why. |
I'm sorry I'm not perfect. i never will be. i have so many imperfections that i will never fix, so many tears that no one knows about, and so many scars that I'm not proud of. but most of all sorry for not being her. |
Don't tell me things will be OK, because they wont. don't tell me I'm taking this all too hard, because you are not me. you have no idea how deep these scars go and you never will. so don't ask me if I'm OK, because we all know that I'm not... |