My heads in my hands
A broad smile on their faces
I've used up all my tear before age twelve
My eyes only mist now and then
Like the chance of fog in a desert
My heart is like a mirror that you've
Shattered but it'd not in pieces
It's still held together
Somehow
Their broad smiles are demons that attack
When you're vulnerable
Hands will tell you the story of their owners
I  <3 you
That's what you send me
I don't know what to say
I'm sorry
I don't know if I feel like that
It's tearing me up like a twister
So much destruction