• Every year, its the same exact thing
    I get heart-broken, I end up weeping
    David, he was just another guy
    I was just so happy, until that unexpected
    goodbye.
    Every Year, the same system.
    Every year, i'm the victim.
    Every year, I end up in love,
    and they always drop my hear, from way up above.
    The more it happens, the more it hurts
    I think I've reached the bottom, then it gets worse.
    There's always the next level,
    the hurt just doesn't end
    the sad thing is I don't heal,
    somethings, not even time
    can mend....
    Let me tell you, going to heaven,
    then falling in hell,
    is much, much sadder,
    than these stories I tell.