Like dead flowers that hit the floor

Heart at the hand of the matter

And I just walked out the front door

She put my

Heart in a jar

Ripped out of my fucking chest

Heart in a jar

Treated like one of the rest

Heart in a jar

For everyone to fucking see

Heart in a jar

Exactly what she’s done to me

UGHHH

Funny how the organ of love

Is shaped like a fist

And it’s covered in blood

Time can heal a broken heart

Doesn’t matter

Cause I’m not gonna need it

Anymore

Sometimes the lights are so bright

That it’s all you can see

I just never thought

That you could do this to me

Like dead flowers that hit the floor

She stepped on my heart

I don’t need it anymore x2