Status: Let's See How This Goes - Reposted
Masochist
We're all playing the same game. Just different levels. Dealing with the same hell. Just different devils.
Let me hold you for the last time. It's the last chance to feel again. But you broke me and now I can't feel anything. You can't play on broken strings. You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel. I can't tell you something that ain't real. Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse. How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before?
Let me hold you for the last time. It's the last chance to feel again. But you broke me and now I can't feel anything. You can't play on broken strings. You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel. I can't tell you something that ain't real. Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse. How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before?