Falling over and over again
Hearts breaking and breaking again
The stupid cycle never ends

I’m over him, I’m done
But Cupid’s arrow -- more like a gun
Pierced through my flesh and into my heart
U  n  c  o  n  t  r  o  l   l a  b  l  e

I once swore upon a wishing star
That I’ll stop reminiscing over my bleeding heart
I wish to hold my guard up but I couldn’t
I’ll always fall headfirst back to you

Savoring every single one of your hollow words
Sweet as honey, smooth as silk

And so I tell myself “It doesn’t hurt”
“It doesn’t hurt”



It does.