Less I feel, by If It Wasnt For The Broken Hearts Where Would I Be Subscribe to rss feed for If It Wasnt For The Broken Hearts Where Would I Be

The more I care, the less I feel,
Why is everyone making such a big deal?
Give me another alibi to steal,
I’m tired of explaining what is real.

All wounds will heal with time,
Anyone else want to tell me I’ll be fine?
I’m tired of being told I crossed the line,
The only life I’m messing up here is mine.

Stop your guilt, I’ll take the blame,
You take the innocence and I’ll take the shame,
You and me, we’re exactly the same,
But now I’m struggling to remember your name.

And I don’t want to because,
I wish my life had stayed the way it was,
Before there was any line to cross,
Before you let me get completely lost.

The less I feel, the more I care,
Start to cry as you stop to stare,
A tear for a tear, its only fair,
Sit here and join me, it’s a dare!

Its really not that big a deal,
I just tell my self it was never real,
Another full turn of life’s wheel,
And the less I care, the less I feel.
Posted: 2009-10-21 20:02:58 UTC

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