I
handed
him
my
heart
In a c l e a r p l a s t i
c bag just so he could see
All the pain it had ([already
stored.]) I showed
Him all the tears I’d wasted in my life,
pointed
Out the memories
of days gone by, brought his
Attention to the tiny
cracks that were already
Beginning to show, and told him that I’ve been
Bruised and
broken.
He took my
heart,
`- - - - ->>took my hand, and led me to believe
Everything
would
be
alright