So I sat there and I watched,
I didn't like him why should I care?
But as he stood there with her
I swear a part of me died.
I'm done I told myself, my heart is ice.
But another came by and it began to melt, I was scared.
As I sat in the car the wind whispering secrets to me, I realized.
I threw my heart away, what a useless old toy. I gave it away so much it was broken and worn anyway.
What use is there for something no one wants?
