There's a place in her heart.

It's kept dark and cold.

Not open for anyone,

Except that one soul.

The one who makes her smile,

Who makes her cry.,

Who makes her laugh,

All while making her want to die.

He constantly breaks her heart.,

And rips it out her chest.

Not ever even thinking twice.

He always leaves her a complete mess.

His smile lights up her world,

And his voice is a sweet melancholy.

She lives for his love.

Such a shame he always has her sobbing.

There's a place in her heart,

Its empty and sore.

She's starving for his love.

But he lies to her no more.