I tried my best.
I gave you my all,
And now there's nothing left.
I love you for what you are,
but I love you yet more for what
you are going to be.
Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardly seem worth thinking of
To passionate women if it seem
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to scream, I want to cry.
Why can't I tell him?
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads it eats away