You want a place in "My Heart"
But the room’s not vacant yet
You see, I would love to occupy you
But I’ve got unfinished business
My last tenant was a trip and left the place a mess
I’ve cleaned up some, but I don’t know how long it’ll take to clean the rest
And yes, I’ve noticed that your room is already cleaned from your last guest
But my room still has bags left
I guess it’s safe to say my last tenant left more of a mark
You still wanna see the room?
Okay, where do I start
Half of this **** don’t even work no more
And I would hate to put you here when it’s cold
Cause the heater broke
So I’m sorry if I’m not being warm enough for you
But my last tenant made me something like a different dude
So I’m more cautious about who I rent my space to
So I’m sorry I can’t love you like you want me to
But my room just got too much junk in it
And I just don’t think its enough space for you
So sorry but my apartment's closed
Even though I hate to say it
After I sort things out I’ll look you up
Hopefully you’ll still be Vacant

This is a different kind of pain
It's different because no one knows
because it's bottled up
but the pain is too much to live with alone

This is a different kind of pain
because you were the one that helped me through
it's because of you that I'm here today
but that didn't matter anyway

No pain is greater than loss
not unless you lose the one you've had for your losses,
Who knew you were bottling up pain,
who made you open up

No pain is greater than betrayal,
heartache, the end to something so strong
and it is the pain in my back
that reminds me not to take you back

Lying in a flower patch
Staring at the sky
Wishing you were here with me
But its just me, myself and I
Never had the courage
Was always just too shy
You always looked so pretty
With that sparkle in your eye
I miss you so much
And I let out a sigh
But I just want you to be happy
To you I'll never lie
I had always hoped
That I would be your guy
My phone starts to ring
My ringtones "Pumpkin Pie"
I listen to it ring
Before I pick up and say "Hi"
I turn around just like you said
And almost start to cry
You run to me and give me a hug
You don't want to say goodbye
This place just means so much to you
And its easy to know why
Because without you we're like flowers
We'll all just wilt and die.

i think sometimes we get too caught up in our minds.

we get trapped in our own prisons.

we guard them ourselves.

we know how to get out and

where the key is,

yet we chose not to

because sometimes this suffering is better than reality.

The dragon was guarding his treasures and gold and secrets not yet told
He kept them carefully concealed until it was time for them to be revealed