You broke my heart, and let the shattered pieces fall and scatter. Now i'm stuck sitting on the floor with some scotch tape and a glue stick trying to tape and glue every bit back together. But no matter how much tape i use or how many pieces i glue back together  i know that  one day im gonna see that corny little smile and its all gonna break again because i'm not the reason behind it. I just want you to know, if it was you sitting on that floor i would be the first person beside you trying to find those broken pieces of your heart. They say that bad things happen to great people, well baby you were the worst thing to happen to me so that must make me pretty ******* great.