He put me on a pedestal, was so tender and gentle I hurt him, but he just wiped his tears and smiled I said he was a distraction uncalled for, shattered pieces Of his heart on the floor, he picked up one by one And I turned away
He confessed the feelings he held within, that shy smile That warm face, wanting to be loved so badly I pretended I didn’t care, made him twinge His body, spirit and soul broken beyond repair And I turned away
Now I walk along a lonely street, darkness looms Wishing I could turn back time, remorse takes over There is a vacuum in my heart, only he can fill Crying for yesterday, begging for another chance And he turned away.
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