Hearts were made for someone to break,
Feelings were made for someone to fake,
If you don't hold back and you don't give in,
In the end, you know you'll win,
If the light in my life has been switched on,
Then tell me, why does blood still run?
Tell me why I can't escape,
Help me bend until I break,
Why does pain, sadness and fear,
Grip my heart and shed a tear?
Why do I love when there is no need?
Why do I hope when I continue to bleed?
Why can't I stop the pain inside,
Why won't you help me? Why do I hide?
I need you to set me free,
I need you to save what's left of me.
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