Jan 14, 2011 20:26
What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you?
And what am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?
They say bad things happen for a reason, but no wise words gonna stop the bleeding.
'Cause he's moved on while I'm still grieving.
When a heart breaks, no, it don't breakeven.
I'm falling to pieces.