Nobody can help me
I'm lost in my world
I can't find my soul
Or the pieces of my heart.
For years it's been ripped up, torn apart, demolished.
I finally feel my my broken heart on my sleeve.
But that's not my sleeve,
It's my wrist.
Nobody can help me
I'm lost in my world
I can't find my soul
Or the pieces of my heart.
For years it's been ripped up, torn apart, demolished.
I finally feel my my broken heart on my sleeve.
But that's not my sleeve,
It's my wrist.