I am broken, I am bruised,
I am tierd of being used.
Knowing you don't care about me anymore, hurts.
Knowing I will never be able to love you how I wanted to, hurts.
Why do I have to go through this pain?
When will my heart stop the rain.
Knowing you love her now, angers me.
I just want you to see, the pain in me.
If it's love I'm feeling, then I will let you free.