Thursday, February 5, 2009

Broken Strings, White horse.

But you broke me, now I can't feel anything.
It tears me up, I tried to hold on but it hurts too much.
I tried to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay.
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel.
We are turning into dust, playing house in the ruins of us.
It's like chasing the very last train when we both know it's too late

As I paced back and forth all this time
cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should've known, I should've known
That I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale.

"A break up is like a broken mirror. It's better to leave it broken than hurt yourself trying to fix it."

Posted by Rebecca @ 9:24 PM