Is it fun to watch me break down
You see me but you won't help me
You see me beg you for help
But you turn your back
You let me down
When you should've lifted me up

My heart has suffered enough
So why do you make it
Suffer more than it needs to be?

I'm insecure and I know you can see that, but you pretend you don't
I always comfort you,
But when it comes down to it
I was only chosen by you until someone else needed you
Then you would toss me away

Instead of saying I'm breaking
I guess you could say I've been
Broken.