My heart was once played with and I don't know how to love.
It feels like the heavens stole it and then kept it up above.
I feel an empty crater from where my heart was stolen.
You can no longer break a heart that's already been broken.
You can tell these feeling just by looking in my eyes.
You can see my sorrow masked deep beneath disguise.
By my former lover, cast upon my heart a spell.
She told me when I was to die, I shall be damned to hell.
My heart was once played upon, like a checkerboard.
Now I have no will to love, until it is restored.
I feel the pain every day, like weight upon my feet.
To those of you who like the drama, I have a special treat.
My heart was once played with and I don't know how to love.
It feels like the heavens stole it and then kept it up above.
So next time you see me don't look so surprised.
When You See The Sorrow Buried Deep Within My Eyes...
