It doesn’t matter who you’ve let go Who you have kept Who you have lost Or who hurts your heart Or who does not You, no, I - need someone to see Someone to care About what is going on When it’s just, well, me
You are the wind that sweeps me off my feet You are the strike that takes my breath away You are the cut that hurts only when I see it You are the force that keeps me to the ground, the damaged love I wish I never found because now my feet can’t move, my breath will lose, my cut still hurts and I’m face down in the dirt
When will you stop taking my love for granted; when will I stop letting you? When will you show that you care; when will I stop hoping you do? When will you tell me how you feel; when will I stop needing to hear it? When will you know you need me; when will I stop wanting you too? When will you hold me again; when will I stop dreaming of it? When will you just give in to me; when will I stop thinking you will?
When will you see that what we have is true; when will you love me like I love you
Your face is a picture of suffering Your jokes are cold like the hearts of the ones who broke you Your heart was lost somewhere along the way I’m sorry, i know it’s not okay i will still love you every day even if you fall My tired broken angel