There she is in the mirror
Breathing at a slower pace
Don’t you think she looks pretty?
With tears running down her face?
You’re not worth one bit of those black smudges
Tell me why your still on the phone
Why’d you have to find her like you did?
Couldn’t you just have left her alone?
How can you sit there and listen to her sobs
Without saying one fucking word?
Watching her pour out her heart
You’re listening, but she’s not being heard
And there she is on the floor
Looking at her hearts broken bits
Now she’s picking them up for you
But you treat her like shit
Cant you see? She cant let go of you
She’s stuck now, she cant escape
Why cant you just help her out
She looks at you like your some hero with a cape
But your not, your just a worthless piece of shit
You do this all the time to girls who are broken
When she fell for you it never really hit her
That she cant get out, she can only get in.
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