Life Sob
You break my heart in pieces more than two
Wake up in the morning like it wasn't you
I could blame you as much as I want
But, pointing fingers never works
It just works up the other person and makes them do worse
I really wish I could
blame you for everything
It would be so much easier that way
But, in the end I blame myself for things I can't control
A bubbling bubble ready to explode
One more thing on my plate and I might just break
Be careful not to touch the glass that will make you ache
My emotions I keep on the inside aren't fake
So don't act like you can throw them away
Because the sight of blood makes me anxious
I don't know why but the site gives me goosebumps
The kind you can't control
I hope when you read this
You don't think about yourself
But, at the same time I wish you would take all this guilt
I carry it around even tho it's not mine
It's easier to take the burdens that aren't from myself
Then to see other people cry
I send the text waiting for a reply
Hoping that the pedals I picked
didn't lie
I break into a million pieces that were glued
That broken glass is because of you
It happens over and over again
Until the apologies became a daily song
I wake up everyday
Just to sing along.
Wake up in the morning like it wasn't you
I could blame you as much as I want
But, pointing fingers never works
It just works up the other person and makes them do worse
I really wish I could
blame you for everything
It would be so much easier that way
But, in the end I blame myself for things I can't control
A bubbling bubble ready to explode
One more thing on my plate and I might just break
Be careful not to touch the glass that will make you ache
My emotions I keep on the inside aren't fake
So don't act like you can throw them away
Because the sight of blood makes me anxious
I don't know why but the site gives me goosebumps
The kind you can't control
I hope when you read this
You don't think about yourself
But, at the same time I wish you would take all this guilt
I carry it around even tho it's not mine
It's easier to take the burdens that aren't from myself
Then to see other people cry
I send the text waiting for a reply
Hoping that the pedals I picked
didn't lie
I break into a million pieces that were glued
That broken glass is because of you
It happens over and over again
Until the apologies became a daily song
I wake up everyday
Just to sing along.
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