The First Crack in My Heart
She killed any chance of being someone to her. She's like a bullet in me: I want her out for all the pain she puts me through, but I'll feel empty once she's gone.
She makes me sick in my stomach... just sick enough to vomit out everything I ever held dear into the disease-ridden toilet. I'll shrivel and die onto the floor, dehydrated from a leak in my heart.
Shit, I'm turning emo.
She makes me sick in my stomach... just sick enough to vomit out everything I ever held dear into the disease-ridden toilet. I'll shrivel and die onto the floor, dehydrated from a leak in my heart.
Shit, I'm turning emo.