Broken hearts why should they be
Why cant they just be free...

I'm tired I cant sleep
Thinking of you makes me weep...

Friends never seemed to care
I've something to declare...

Love what a beautiful word
But it feels like a stab from a sword...

My heart started beating fast
As if I knew her from the past...

Calling out for a helping hand
Buried bodies under the sand...

Laughing everyday like old school kids
Going to concerts, stand-ups and gigs...

Evryday I sleep at night
Waking up before I see the light...

City lights, Open bars
College girls, riding cars...

Thinking of you all day and night
Wondering how you made my life so bright...