His freezing heart in silence deeply bleedsShe never loved him, never understood his needs.
When she broke his heart (for twice she cheated; so he says) she left him - gone!
He, never resurrected left to die and all alone, now lies about everything
Finding him too vain, she never explained why she doesn't miss his love, his touch, his kiss ….
In her unblemished pure existence, she is thriving.
He is surviving, crying himself to sleep in pain
Clearly, she ruined him for everyone to follow
Depression bound, his heart is hollow
Worthless, unable to apologize
I don't expect much when I say: "Don't worry your pretty little head, you're fine. Focus on your self instead."
Certain, I am over his mesmerizing big brown eyes
I try not to give into the lies
You just keep singing that ol' tune, little dreamer, Mr. Lonely...
Making up mad lies underneath the moon!
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