cutting
Through broken glass
I can see
your thoughts are not where they should be
and a tear falls from the cut
The pain is there
it's all so true
you think of him I think of you
and a tear falls from the cut
What can I do
to steal your heart
you play your games I play the part
and blood drips from the cut
They say to me
boy you're a fool
She only plays by her own rules
and blood drips from the cut
