@jen2classic

Broken, broken, broken Into pieces, I have been My heart shatter like glasses I try to pick them up but I bleed Nurturing the people who cut me, Then they wipe my tears and tell me sorry, But that’s just a facade, People kiss and tell, This ain't a new story. I gave my heart to one, two, three men, But none of them stayed, They all left instead, Don't keep one boyfriend, That's what my friends say, In the end, he’ll leave you dry and probably marry your best friend. I’ve…