Maybe time heals all wounds;
its what they always say,
but your heart is ******* up,
you're just not okay.

Maybe you're hurt. You're hopeless.
Try to let the right one in the door,
but every time you're more careful,
is an even deeper cut than before.

Maybe it's a game of conquest,
you just use and discard.
You wanna make it good.
You gotta make it hard.

Maybe every warm body
is just another empty shell
no matter how many
you're alone in your hell

Maybe was your true love
now she's just an ex
You try to get over it,
with some mindless ***.

Maybe it helps the ego
but the heart yearns for more
but it hurts like hell
it shakes you to the core.

Maybe next time, things will be different.
you'll learn from your errors
one step forward
away from altruistic terrors

Maybe you'll find someone
Someone who will take care of you.
When you're feeling happy,
or when you're feeling blue

Maybe