I hear the cracking.
I must be falling apart.
I can't see anything.
Where did I put my heart?
You found it?
Can I have it back?
Hey, be careful!
Crack, crack, crack.
What did you do that for?
Stop squeezing it like that.
It hurts.
You are going to make me mad.
Why are you doing this to me?
Can't you see how much I'm crying?
Do you even care?
Am I really that good at lying?
Do not answer my question.
I already know what you will say.
It does not even matter.
You will only cause me more pain.
