Disposable

You said you’d rather break your wrists than to lose hold of this They say “words, they don’t hurt”, so I lent you my bones Disposable hearts, they’re all used up Tossed away, like skipping rocks on a bay Well, Life’s got erosion, can’t you see how it wears and tears Today I learned my bones are mere stones You see, my Life, it collapsed and all I got were stares Wore my heart on my sleeve ‘til it was ripped away I fall apart and nobody’s there I think of leaving – was I ever asked to stay I said I’m leaving But you don’t care Your hands are already grasping for something, elsewhere.