The Broken
I know how the broken feel
When they tell you they've lost their world
I know what its like to have
A broken heart you cannot mend
I know how the broken feel.
I know what its like to cry
To watch a million lies before your eyes
To lose all trust
Never gaining it back
I know what its like to cry.
I know what its like to see
The one you love say good-bye
Not coming home
Even when you wish they would
I know what its like to see.
I know what its like to pretend
Acting like there's always a grin
When indeed you know there's not
You feel like your hearts been shot
I know what its like to pretend.
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beautifulxhjfxdisasterposted on 05/02/2008
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