Those Wicked Games you've played,
Turning my mind frayed.
Those words shortly taken back,
Knocking us again off the track.
Those promises of importance,
Becoming pure, dark ignorance.
Those aching hearts, those shining eyes,
Wondering if all of this has been just lies.
Those promises for a tomorrow that will come One Day,
Problem is you don't seem to want today to go away.
Those futures once I thought you wanted,
Turning into nightmares, keeping me haunted.

Say Something, please, Do It For Me,
I Wanna Be Yours, is it that hard to see?



You won't break my heart,
don't be afraid.

You just won't be the one
to put it together again.