Shot, Beaten
Broken, Scarred
There's nothing left
I'm torn apart
The day you walked away
There was nothing to say
Nothing to do
But sit there and pray
Was it the right thing
Was it the best
God knows I tried
To fill in the rest
Of the holes
From your torn heart
I'm sorry
But we all fell apart
The screaming
The lying
The beating
The dying
Nothing in life was
Good anymore
I got sick and tired
Of walking out the door
Every minute was
Just another yelling match
Nothing could be done
Nothing could be patched
I fell out of love
I fell out of the lies
I got sick and tired
Of always saying goodbye
So here is why
Were not together
I guess it turned out a lie
When you said "forever"
Forever lives
Forever dies
Forever...
I am sick of the lies
So when you think
About everthing I do
Just remember
I used to love you
Now it's done
Over and finished
Both both tired
Souls deminished
So here's to goodbye
Raise up your glass
It wasn't all my fault
I guess it was meant to pass
Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 4:32 PM UTC
Shot, Beaten
Broken, Scarred
There's nothing left
I'm torn apart
The day you walked away
There was nothing to say
Nothing to do
But sit there and pray
Was it the right thing
Was it the best
God knows I tried
To fill in the rest
Of the holes
From your torn heart
I'm sorry
But we all fell apart
The screaming
The lying
The beating
The dying
Nothing in life was
Good anymore
I got sick and tired
Of walking out the door
Every minute was
Just another yelling match
Nothing could be done
Nothing could be patched
I fell out of love
I fell out of the lies
I got sick and tired
Of always saying goodbye
So here is why
Were not together
I guess it turned out a lie
When you said "forever"
Forever lives
Forever dies
Forever...
I am sick of the lies
So when you think
About everthing I do
Just remember
I used to love you
Now it's done
Over and finished
Both both tired
Souls deminished
So here's to goodbye
Raise up your glass
It wasn't all my fault
I guess it was meant to pass
©Bruno Joseph Orsi July 19, 2010