Sealing up memories
In cardboard boxes,
Hiding old injuries
Inside dusty closets.
Riding a beaten track
With busted brakes,
So I run right back
Into past mistakes.
Tried to know for sure
If this time was real,
‘Cuz there's no cure
For love's ordeal.
Life seemed so grand
When I was beside you,
When you held my hand
And said you loved me too.
Now I'm clutching at the place
Where my heart used to be,
A hopeless empty space
To which you held the key.
Maybe if I had known
About all of your lies,
And your heart of stone,
Your whole disguise--
Maybe I could have saved
Myself from this pain,
And not become enslaved
By a love we could not sustain.
The words left unspoken
Keep me up every night,
When your heart's been stolen
Life becomes black and white.