You tell me that I'm needed,
That there's something I don't see.
But I'm scared to let you see it,
This thing inside of me.
I'm not alright,
You should know this by now.
Because I'm hurt,
And I am broken,
Don't make me tell you how.
You tell me that you know me,
That I have that 'certain spark'.
But the only thing you'll get from me,
Is a twisted and broken heart.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
You tell me that I'm needed,
That there's something I don't see.
But I'm scared to let you see it,
This thing inside of me.
I'm not alright,
You should know this by now.
Because I'm hurt,
And I am broken,
Don't make me tell you how.
You tell me that you know me,
That I have that 'certain spark'.
But the only thing you'll get from me,
Is a twisted and broken heart.
