i thought it was something small, but the pain wouldn't pass.
but it's something deeper, the broken pieces of my heart are trying to tell me something
show me that this can go two ways: harsh as winter's cold or blissful as rain in spring
keep your eyes on the prize and never back down
show all sides of your personality and stand proud
i'm suffering here, my heart - broken
every dude that came through, left their token
with me it was so many words left unspoken
it's like a gut feeling in my chest, it knew something was going to happen soon
i just let it pass, put it aside cause i thought it was too good to be true...