You were my everything.
Now your more than life its self.
I cant make you feel bad for me.
That will just hurt me more.
So bring on the fake smiles,
and lies assuring you Im okay.
Lying, lying until the day.
Until the day,
until the day.
You accecpt me and know Im not okay.
You left me with a broken heart and a broken smile.
Only you can fix either one.
ONly you complete me.
I should've known better,
better to trust no one.
Not even my own heart,
because it always gets me in trouble.
It always gets broken and falls for some boy.
But you werent just some boy.
You were the boy.
The one that makes my heart sing.
The one that girls say "the reason I love mondays, because I get to see you..."
I miss you, but your so near.
You so close you far.
Your close to me,
but escape my hearts broken song.
And looks like Im the only one singing along.
Im like a scratched CD.
No one wants to listen to it,
usually thrown away.
Gotton rid of.
Well thats me I guess.
Just do your best to remember that,
your the boy that makes my heart sing.
Hes my life,
hes like my favorite song.
It never gets old, even if it does I still love it to death.
Too bad Im not his song.
Im not his lullaby at night,
that assures him its all right...
