broken glass and broken hearts
did your mother never love you? Was your father an addict? Would he say he was getting cigarettes but come home drunk acting erratic? Did you accidentally look at him wrong and heâd start looking for his bat asking where he just had it? Â Did you have to run away and hide afraid with a knife and thinking about where you would stab it?
Did you ever have a lover? Did they tell you they weren't like the others? did you believe them just to find them in bed with anotherÂ
did you let it make you? or did you let it break you?
did it make you question life? Did it make you fight or did it cause you to lose sleep while you breakdown at night? Did it make you wonder why you werenât enough and why couldnât he just do it right?
how many promises did he break why did he destroy the foundation that you made where'd I put that blade
oh how i still think about it the way you always deceived me the way you would tell me lies that i swore made my heart sing such sweet symphonies then iâd remember all the times you made me cry, dropping to my knees
but iâve lost track of those....
Have you ever hurt have you ever cried have you ever lost sleep have you felt a love so strong you couldnât hide
Did you it bring you comfort? did it make you feel weak or did it make you think so much you took that glass and watched yourself bleed
Why couldnât you love me? what did i do wrong? why did you have to make me believe it for so fucking long? I felt like i was in a dream i felt was like as if we were living in a real life love song
but i was wrong...
because just like a dream, it wasn't real. and just like a song, your words were just made up lyrics You would tell me anything because you knew i wanted to hear it.
but now i have to listen to my own heart breaking now i have to feel my whole body shaking now i get to think about the lies in your head that you're already creating And now i have to look at the person in the mirror that Iâve spent my entire life hating.

















