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I don’t know
if I want to go down this road again.
Last time,
it was filled with potholes and bumps-
it wasn’t a smooth ride.
And as far as I know,
nothing has changed.
It will still lead to the same place it did before-
I'll still end up at a dead end
with a broken heart.
i've got some deep scars from a little black heart,
that's miles away. i sent it packing after i saw what
it did and i couldn't believe and now my chest
hurts from the hole that i dug. it's getting harder to
breathe. i'm really gasping, wishing that i could
turn back and that would fix everything for once.
So lets go back again,
we can pretend. I'll pretend
that i'm happy & you can
pretend that you always cared.
why is it that when you miss somebody so much
that your heart is ready to disintegrate,
you always hear the saddest song ever on the radio?
Don't waste your time worrying about boys--
boys will come and go.
Don't waste your time caring about the people who don't like you--
chances are you don't like them either.
Don't waste your time worrying if people are talking about you--
you affected their lives, they didn't affect yours.
Waste your time with friends--
live for the moment, laugh often, be immature, do anything and everything.
If it's something you'll regret in the morning, sleep late
& when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends,
because your friends are what matter most.
When you have your friends...you have everything.
what held us together is far more important
than what we let tear us apart
so let's end these
conversations, and i'll give
you your congratulations.
you've left me bare and
burned out, with a broken
heart and mind. i heard it
all heals in time.
i wish i could explain the feeling
i get whenever i hear your voice
the fact that you broke me
wasn't what was hard to deal with,
its knowing i'd go through it again.
if I want to go down this road again.
Last time,
it was filled with potholes and bumps-
it wasn’t a smooth ride.
And as far as I know,
nothing has changed.
It will still lead to the same place it did before-
I'll still end up at a dead end
with a broken heart.
i've got some deep scars from a little black heart,
that's miles away. i sent it packing after i saw what
it did and i couldn't believe and now my chest
hurts from the hole that i dug. it's getting harder to
breathe. i'm really gasping, wishing that i could
turn back and that would fix everything for once.
So lets go back again,
we can pretend. I'll pretend
that i'm happy & you can
pretend that you always cared.
why is it that when you miss somebody so much
that your heart is ready to disintegrate,
you always hear the saddest song ever on the radio?
Don't waste your time worrying about boys--
boys will come and go.
Don't waste your time caring about the people who don't like you--
chances are you don't like them either.
Don't waste your time worrying if people are talking about you--
you affected their lives, they didn't affect yours.
Waste your time with friends--
live for the moment, laugh often, be immature, do anything and everything.
If it's something you'll regret in the morning, sleep late
& when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends,
because your friends are what matter most.
When you have your friends...you have everything.
what held us together is far more important
than what we let tear us apart
so let's end these
conversations, and i'll give
you your congratulations.
you've left me bare and
burned out, with a broken
heart and mind. i heard it
all heals in time.
i wish i could explain the feeling
i get whenever i hear your voice
the fact that you broke me
wasn't what was hard to deal with,
its knowing i'd go through it again.