So many people get hurt in this world.
I happen to fall a lot.
And every time I fall,
I get hurt.
Commen sense right?
Brutality rushes through my mind when I think about falling
Butterflies align my insides making me lose the memories I've had.
And each time I fall harder
I'm just another one of those attacking souls that can't keep myself away.
Because if Im brutal enough,
I'll be known to have no heart.
And no heart will he broken,
Once a valentine of a sweet boy,
To a destroyed soul that can't get enough.
Darling,
So many people get hurt in this world
I happen to fall a lot.
Until my heart leaks of truth,
Until someone shows me different..
Darling, I'll have to pass up your offer.