A city of broken hearts, tells a tale
A tale of scars and lies,
Like heaven turns to hell.
Have you been there, my love?
Where heartbreak is a story
And love is a dusted memory?
Have you been where every heart broke?
Every eyes shade tears as they choke.
As they fall out of love, and rage into flames
And those tales, my love, who to blame!
A city of lost lovers roaming,
'Yes, I've been there, oh dear.' Says a broken heart groaning.
'Yes, I've seen their agony,
Their disbelief, how despair turns them,
Turns them into amended souls
Pleading for miseries, bleeding with blames!'