If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it? Would you heal it? Or would you just break it more. It doesn’t matter, really Because it’s already in pieces And you’re at fault. I let you reach my heart Hoping I could love you more But in return I got pain As tears in my eyes starts to pour. But I hid those emotions Because I loved you so much. You broke my heart in pieces And you left me in the dust.