You took my heart and broke it in two;
What did I do to deserve that from you?

My heart was yours,
As was my body.
Anything you wanted I would give.

So you took what I had to offer
And eventually found that I wasn't enough.
I got hurt in the end even though I offered so much.

Now I'm moved on
And there isn't anything for you to do.
I'm done with your crap
Before I have another anxiety attack over you.

I still care, that much is true.
But I also need to love and be loved
For that is what I was born to do.

I've found someone new who loves me for me.
And I hope you do the same,
Becasue I want you also to be happy.