Tax Returns On Your Heart

Shooting stars don't hold magic anymore.

Compliments don't change how I look at myself.

These four weeks have felt like four days.

I'm ashamed how I let you control my emotions.

And how I let them control me.

This time I really hope you stay away.

I'm embarrassed that I trusted you.

I feel like a fool for opening myself to you.

But I'm done so let the credits play.

I can't keep thinking things will work themselves out.

That someone will help take care of things for me.

I truly do not want to be this way.

I am capable of success.

But sometimes it gets hard.

It's okay to fall as long as you don't stay.

I didn't know how easy it was for you to break me.

But I suppose you live and you learn.

Life takes work and sometimes it's a s****y pay.