Trust is broke, Trust is gone,
My heart is broken and never sings a song
It goes on beating because it must, alone I live
in my room because I must.
He left me alone to die alone, and he has no regrets
no consciences what so ever what he has done.
He does not think cheating is wrong, he will not admit
he is wrong, and I hope he never hurts another woman
as long as he is a live.
He will use  them for their money and their *** he must have
but no $40.00 for his ****** tablet does he have.
He lives like a beggar, lives on the streets, trying to live the almost impossible dream.  I will be a phoenix bird and rise up for the ashes and he will fall by the way side in Nashville. He would not listen to his friends and he did exactly what he wanted do but I am still standing but will he be standing too. I am waiting.