Please carry it gently
its been crushed, torn
and fixed
Yet again,
this is one of the
many times I trust
You might drop it too
and somebody else would
mend it their way
But none will be able to
piece it in the pattern
like it was when
first broken

I must be easily mistaken
For a coat on a plastic hanger
Because nothing has been more familiar
Than the way I’ve been used,
Selected finickly from the men’s section
And worn until I’m ruined.

They expect me to fulfill their needs
And take on all their elements
And if I get a little *****
I’m just thrown in the wash
So I can be used again.

she’d like to ignore
everything that she feels,
to realize her worth
and what she deserves,
but what can someone do
if the heart tells otherwise?

You confessed you're feelings to me in a sweet little melody,
I liked you too.
But you know what I found out?
You're a back stabbing fake.
You had a girlfriend and you never told her how you felt.
Go on, take the knife and stab me,
You've already broken my heart.

i want to hurt you
but i want you back
i want to **** you
but i need you in my life

i want to watch you burn
have a heart attack
but i want to hold you
want to be your wife

i'm really mad
but i really love you, too
i'm really sad
and i miss you

If tomorrow didn’t come
If it was all black and nothing
No more feelings no more me
Would you still be where you are?
Would I live on in your head?
Would your heart still whisper my name?
Memories of me would fade away
Carried off in the breeze
Maybe sometimes you’d remember
You’d see my face in the crowd
Or hear my voice say your name
Listen to a song that makes you cry
Never forget me… keep me alive
Keep me with you forever no matter what

Gabriel, I want to talk to you...
But my fingers don't do what I tell them to do...
My brain also whispers to my heart...
"He's the one that tore you apart!"
My heart answers with a stronger call...
"He did what he thought was best for all!"
My brain mumbles...
"But have you forgotten about your divided heart pieces and crumbles?"
My heart doesn't agree...
"I once did the same to him, don't you see?"
My brain doesn't have an answer to that at all...
"But... But... But he made you fall!"
My heart answers again...
"I've had worse times, you are supposed to remember when..."
My brain thinks as hard as possible...
My heart tests the strength of a friendship cable...
"I've forgiven him... And there's nothing you can do to reverse that..."
My brain is speechless, "W... Wh... What?"
My heart gives a dull spark...
"My love hasn't turned completely dark..."