After you left me,
You know how you told me that talking to me tore you up?
I finally figured out why.
It wasn't me that was tearing you up,
But the shards of my heart.
You shattered my heart,
And any time you come around me,
You are gonna get cut by the shards that haven't been picked up.
How can I pick them up myself?
Nobody else is here to help pick them up either,
So you, nor anybody else, will ever be able to get close to me again.