Saying Goodbye
I guess this is goodbye
There is nothing left for me to live
while the angels fly high
You've taken all I can give
You took a piece of my heart and tore it apart
Gave it back broken and battered
There is nothing left of this blackened heart
You left the pieces only so they can scatter.
There is nothing left for me to live
while the angels fly high
You've taken all I can give
You took a piece of my heart and tore it apart
Gave it back broken and battered
There is nothing left of this blackened heart
You left the pieces only so they can scatter.
♠ ♠ ♠
I know this is very short, but I wrote this after a bad breakup and when I was going through all the notes on my phone I found this. Just thought I should share it.