Heart - Cam Meekins

Chapter One

Met you through a friend of ours

Hope was out of control

But look at what the end of ours

Coffee colored eyes

Sick of writing love songs

Awkward in disguise

Thought we were above problems

Freshman year at college

Depression got the best of her

Kept her wrist covered with her hair ties, rest assured

Everybody noticed, but no one offered help

When I told her «I don’t care»

She said I’m «bad for myself»

I said «We got problems, but failure ain’t an option»

When she dropped out of college and moved back from Wisconsin

It was like she never left, we got back in the swing of things

December was real cold, 'cos that was when we ended things

Neither of us took it well

Smoking, drinking, coping, thinking

How could I have made it better, guess we’ll never know

Neither of us took it well

Smoking, drinking, coping, thinking

How could I have made it better, guess we’ll never know

I broke someone’s heart 'cause my heart was broken

But that really only made things worse

Deleted your phone as if I didn’t have it memorized

Some people might say I’m cursed

But the best songs come from the worst feelings

Just wish I didn’t hurt you first

But now I’m blowing up, writing songs about you

And you still won’t hear my words

Chapter Two

Started seeing someone else

Deleted everything we had

Feelings fade, then they melt

Flash-forward a couple years

And a couple hundred beers

Added you on Instagram again, but I was stuck in fear

'Cos new dates, they was lacking something

It feels like I can never find someone complete as you

I’m laughing, fuck it

I’m back and forth

But finally picked up the phone

And said «Let's get a drink», I couldn’t leave it alone

So we out now

Was feeling like the old days

She showed me her new tattoo, I said «You wanted that — always»

Went back to the crib and hit it both ways

And right about then is when I went back to insane

It’s like when I am far from you, I want nothing but you

But when I have you here, it’s like I’m only thinking «fuck you»

So maybe I’m the problem, I can’t figure it out

Because no matter what I do, the cycle keeps going around

I broke someone’s heart 'cos my heart was broken

But that really only made things worse

Deleted your phone as if I didn’t have it memorized

Some people might say I’m cursed

But the best songs come from the worst feelings

Just wish I didn’t hurt you first

But now I’m blowing up, writing songs about you

And you still won’t hear my words