We write the music we want to hear. Plain and simple. It's just one of those things where something is personal to you and if someone else likes it, hey that's
Take my heart, Twist it out,
When did you care about my feelings? Never
Throwing words inside my mouth,
Strong ties between us severed.
Choking on your twisted mind,
I am your mirror so you say,
So this is how the story goes,
I can't think another way.
As her last breath goes out, and the hero dies,
She'll recall him to her mind.
And as her heart beats slower now,
She'll forgive,
Because she does it every time.
How could you break something so fragile,
like the love I have for you?
I thought you were something worthwhile,
but you failed me too.
I am at fault,
I am to blame,
You are so wrong it hurts,
Lying in this grave.
