Glass hearts break faster then pyrex pipes
Weak emotions broughten on by sleepless nights
Like non existant loyalty from the stars and stripes
Emotions run manic so I beg for my last rights
My emotions become beaten then traded into her heartless vanity
Explosions take my sanity, but from love I become a casualty
Hours spent wishing to be like them, heartless like the tin man
A good heart and a good man with nothing but struggles that they can't comprehend
Labeled me as lost and wrote me off as hopeless
Nightmares blur reality, my pleas become voiceless
Scorned and hated then shown a shortcut to hell
Love is blind, lies turn men vunelable, her truth I can not tell
