• You ripped out my heart
    and left me to bleed.

    Now it's getting harder
    and harder to breathe.

    You were everything to me,
    for you that wasn't enough.

    Some days you want me
    while others you don't.

    When will you make up your mind
    or leave me alone?

    You don't want me, did you ever?
    Or was it all some game you played?

    A game to steal my heart and mind;
    one so cruel and worse with time.

    So tell me now, it best be true,
    what do I mean to you?