All alone, my heart in hand
looking around for some place comfortable to stand.
I've asked you time and time again,
"Do you love me, or am I your friend"?
My heart can't take much more of this!
Lucky to find any pieces to fix, looking around for parts I have missed.
I'm regaining my strength, I'm letting you go
Finding my soul inside of me, finding it happy really shocked me!
wheaping and wiping my heart off my sleeve, it's for the best,
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Sad but true, I believed in you. Heart in my hand, you left me to stand, After I've asked you over again, "Do you love me, or are we just friends?" My heart can't take much more of this! Piece by piece I'll find what I miss. Finally knowing I have to leave wiping my heart off my sleeve, it's for the best, I believe. I finally believe