Snapped my heart
You snapped my heart like you snapped that stick,
Broke it against your knee
I think I’m going down
I can’t believe the way you broke me so easily
No turning back,
No regrets,
You crushed my heart
Like you crushed those leaves
Shredded them up,
And now you’re moving on
Tell me, how am I supposed to breathe?
You skipped me as easy as the stones last summer,
Throwing them into the pond,
You tied me up, rocks attached to my feet
You threw me in, and I accepted defeat.
No turning back,
No regrets,
You snapped my heart
Now you’ve gotta live with that.
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