Here I sit like an empty jar with all my contents to be seen.
Lying around like a broken mirror with a beautiful complexion.
Where do I go from here?
Do I turn around and walk forward?
Or do I stand up and lay it all out for you.
You broke me.
You really did me in.
You trashed this sunny image that I had my friend.
Now all I have is this little paper saying how you feel.
If it burns is this pain still real.
Tell Me!!!
How can I cope.
Should I lie to you and tell you the truth, or give in and tell you a lie.
It's so confusing what you did to me, which was so amusing.
It has me under it's thumb.
Maybe I'm dumb to thing it through and half ass this between me and you.
Did you ever love me?
Tell me the truth.
You broke me.
You really did me in.
You trashed this sunny image that I had my friend.
Now all I have is this little paper saying how you feel.
If it burns is this pain still real.
Tell Me!!!
So take your sweet words and lay them out in big pieces to be seen as the little shreds they are.
Hang me up to dry so I can have my feet on the ground.
Like they say whats lost will be found.
