Broken Heart Cliche who the hell do you think you are telling me how to live my life you were never so involved, never so distressed by the choices that I've made and my questioning the rest you point the finger, you cast the first stone get up on your cross, and leave me to my own
you are known as a liar and more known as a traitor one who is a user a self-serving abuser
who can't go through the day without finding some loser who will suck up to you and your thoughts and your views
you twist and distort and mangle the truth you point the finger, you cast the first stone get up on your cross, you fucking martyr, and leave me to my own
who the hell did i think i was letting myself get in so deep
letting you take my strength and wasting it away letting myself become a broken heart cliche what the hell has happened to me I've lost my being my identity living your life like my own disappeared and everything is twisting reality is missing this is the very thing that i feared
and everything is twisting reality is missing this is the very thing that i feared
who the hell did i think i was letting myself get in so deep letting you take my strength and wasting it away letting myself become a broken heart cliche what the hell has happened to me I've lost my being my identity living your life like my own disappeared and everything is twisting reality is missing this is the very thing that i feared