Were all liars, our house is broken. This house is not my home, I feel broken. I don't know how im supposed to feel, when I don't want my reality to be real. This house is broken, its not a home, hasn't beenΒ Β since you threatened to leave so long ago. I love you, I do, Ill never leave you, but, I cant take all this heart ace. I've got nothing left inside of me, Becoming numb to your memory. This house is not a home, were all liars because we say so This house is not a home.... and I feel broken...