Song I wrote...
My Hearts Lament
Rip this apart
Cross my heart
Your cliché lines
About how I’ll be fine
[It’s over]
This is me with my note on the door
And my head on the floor
Trying to make you see
But you won’t believe
Our bitter cries
And all your lies
Cut me like glass
As I breathe my last
[It’s over]
This is me with my note on the door
And my head on the floor
Trying to make you see
But you won’t believe
[It’s over]
This target on my wrist
Is my hearts lament.
Rip this apart
Cross my heart
Your cliché lines
About how I’ll be fine
[It’s over]
This is me with my note on the door
And my head on the floor
Trying to make you see
But you won’t believe
Our bitter cries
And all your lies
Cut me like glass
As I breathe my last
[It’s over]
This is me with my note on the door
And my head on the floor
Trying to make you see
But you won’t believe
[It’s over]
This target on my wrist
Is my hearts lament.