Glass Hearts (A Broken Tune)
Falling asleep in the afternoon,
listening to a broken tune
of my glass heart.
Using me from the start,
saying “I’m just having fun.”
“I’m not hurting anyone.”
On a torn couch: a fool for love.
I should’ve been afraid of
But here I am, feeling like dirt.
His words were cold, too:
“you think I had something for you?”
“Ugly, Stupid, Unsophisticated, WORTHLESS…”
I sit here reminiscing, filling my heart with depress.
Now with a broken glass heart, what do I do?
Duct tape won’t stay, neither will glue.
If some one's heart is glass…fragile like mine,
have them take my place in the love line.
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