These tears that fall down my face.
Makes me wish I were in a different place.
I feel all these warm, wet tears.
Its one of my worst fears.
I lay alone,
Waiting for the phone.
As I start to cry,
Wishing this were a big lie.
My heart is in a war,
My heart is in a detour.
There is no such thing as a Cure For this broken hearted Tear.
I go to my bed,
Hoping I would wake up dead.
Cause all this pain,
Is like being hit by a train.
My tears turn to black,
My heart starts to crack.
My heart has stopped,
Right at the top.
You turned my blood black to red,
Now all it seems as if I were dead.
Now my heart is black and blue.
I really hope you knew.