So looking back, I can see what you mean. The look on his face said it all (and) in regret, He looks at himself, then in silence he screams. The packed his bags, With a locked stare he heads for the door. i know she’ll get what she deserves.
We’ll keep this to ourselves, but i’ve had it up to my neck. You’ll get what you deserve, your fair share of all this heart ache. Quit trying to save yourself. You were fucked before you even started.
I could have left you with heart shaped bruises, To show how much i really cared.
I could have replaced your cold heart with a clock, At least you’ll still be ticking.