It’s when you talk to me about her that it hurts… and the most painful part is still smiling after all that he said.
Talking to you feels like I’m in heaven, only better
It’s like just your words can make me high
But it only hurts when you don’t know
And when you talk of her, deep inside, I sigh.
Trying to keep a smile in pain
A broken heart yet tied by a string
Waiting to be cut someday soon
All the pieces falling, shattering.
You hold the key to my heart
Yet walk away with it without care
Thinking of nothing and giving it to her
I’m remotely afar, away and in need of repair.
It only hurts when you don’t know
What you do and say to me
I can’t care so much who has a place in your heart
This hurts, you know — love me back or set me free.
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