BROKEN HEARTED

If i die, would you morn, or even cry?
would you come just to see if i was dead, or to lay a rose on the coffin?

I lay in the ground six feet under, and all you would do is spit on my gave.
Curse the day i was born from that little sperm and egg.
Make me feel like sh*t

So I will sit here and take it all in...
The cop, your car, and my heart, how all of it is breaking apart.

I wanted to hit him so bad, I could not hold it back.
I wanted to hug you, one last time and know that every thing would be alright.

I cried and watched your car drive away... Screaming the whole time.
Just to see you come back behind a cop car.

My legs went weak, I could not speak, I knew I had hell to pay.
I fell down and cried on the ground, and wished that I was strong.

I saw you cry, I saw the tears, I did not have to hear you speak
to know what was on your mind.

I sat on my bed, and tried to think, but all I saw was you...
I fell asleep with your picture on my chest.

The one i tore, to show that i was the lier from below...
and you where the angel from above.

I wanted just to cut my wrist and spill my blood even my dad knew.
They watched me all night long, to make sure I did not run or commit suicide.

Thank them, for I am still here, with nothing but a hole in my heart.

to the boy i used to love