So that's all you have to say, that it's over, that it shouldn't happen, it was just adventure.
I tought you were diferent fom all the other girls I met before, but it looks like it was just an illusion. I thought you loved me just half the way I loved you, but you didn't and in the first chance you had you stab me in the back and you left me here felling dead, and the worst, you left me felling guilty.
Now I cant sleep because I'm always thinking about what we did, and thinking where did I go wrong? But I still can't find the answer. I just see one quite good answer, I was born to be miserable, and all the girls like to play with my heart, because my heart is like a toy that in the end always get broken in a thousand pieces.
