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
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
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
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
Like dead flowers that hit the floor
She stepped on my heart
I don't need it anymore
As the words fall from her lips 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 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 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 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 Like dead flowers that hit the floor She stepped on my heart I don't need it anymore Explain Request ×
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