This heart breaks with each glance of this place,

This heart breaks into pieces you liked to take...


You said you’d give them back but I know you too well,

The demon I know, living in my own personal hell.

You pull me in right when I feel like shoving back,

You pull me from the depths to plan your sneak attack.

I can’t decide whether to hide or look to you to fly,

You’d clip these wings as you get closer and close (bye).

I make these excuses like I’m clueless of the damage done,

Maybe I refuse it, and confuse it as a game of savage fun.

I want to hold you close, take you in, love on overdose,

But what I fear the most, is the ghosts of when we were close.


Love and hate is all the same when we dance in the rain,

But I can’t help but fall to pieces anytime I hear your name.