Whilst walking down the road
Towards the car
Memories in my mind
I saw you

I'm not in love with you
You ruined me for love, I think
But I still can't get you out of me
You're under my skin.

Like a tattoo etched in youth
Regretted later, skin stretching
You won't ever leave me
I can't get you off.

I hate you
It's not fair because sometimes
You don't know what you're up to
You don't see what you do to me

Once upon a time, I could have loved you
With everything I could have given
And I would have given
Everything

But now you took it, stole it
bandit, thief
You're running away with my broken pieces
You don't even know you have them

But be careful, sweetheart
The thing about people
With broken pieces
Is that you ought to be careful

Broken pieces are beautiful
They glimmer in the sun
Shards twinkle
But they cut deep.

So heed me
And take care
Do not cut yourself
On the broken pieces

Of what is left of me
Just keep running.