Empty
Empty
Empty heart
Torn in two
Torn apart
How do you beat
Still?
How do you beat?
In my chest
Wounded heart
On you go, without rest
I gave you away
Wore you on my sleeve
But now you're back
You're back to stay.
He didn't want you
He threw you away.
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