Think. Try. Or Die.

I know that it hurts but I'm trying.

I know you wont understanding but I'm lying.

You listen but never hear me,

It's hard to think I let you,

It's hard darling, very scary.

On the park bench you left me with tears, crying.

When you held me like I was the only one

I had a heavy heart, how is this fun?

Insecurity is my middle 

I feel nothing but a stinging pain.

You got out with the gold,

I sit abandoned, empty, cold.

My heart wasn't bought,

It was snatched out of my own two hands,

This evil thing,

This gorgeous man.