He told me he loved me so many times before
Yet I’m always left with tears staining the floor

What do I believe, what can I trust
How many more chances before my heart busts

The knife has hit many times before
Blood dripping from the back of the door

The door you slammed, right in my face
I cannot continue this cat and mouse chase

Every time you left
You took a piece of my heart
Do I take a chance again, or make a new start?