A broken heart, broken porcelain Both look bad and plain It's not the hurt, it's not the pain It's the memory after memory down the drain. You woke me up,no, you denied me sleep One said I won, another said this is a must keep I have never been one to feel but this was deep I mean the cut and the excitement all came with a cost cheap I still long for a love long gone Living in the wrong century waiting for a new dawn Craving art, tattoos, nature and not to be left alone A purpose,a sign to why I was born I know I'm broken but I don't want to blame either of us So I'm silently remembering you without making a fuss Hear me out we're both great together that's how our wounds would nurse I'm stupid I know, you hurt me and I forgive you to do something even worse