Broken Heats and Tears

I suppose it shouldn't worry you that my heart lays in peices across the floor
I suppose it means nothing to you that my tears won't stop falling,
And I suppose it's no skin of you're nose that I'm breaking inside.
As long as you're happy,
What does it matter?
But I suppose you should know,
Even if you're not listening,
That I'd pick up the pieces of your heart,
I'd dry every bitter tear you shed,
And I would build you back up inside.
No matter what you say,
No matter what you do,
No matter what mistakes you've made...
I will always love you.