In the presence of the demise of my heart. All of what I used to feel suddenly don't feel so real. Being sold dreams out the back of a Porsche. I'm looking sideways because this don't seem real. I keep my nose clean now for the sake of being seen as weak when it all falls down. When it all falls down, yeah I remember that song. I told you my heart. I told you. Everyday I think of you in many ways. I get it, get it, I get it. But isn't there still some type of connection? I'm too proud to say you hurt me because you can't hurt what's not in your possession I believe in his words but his actions say the opposite so I'm doing the opposite of trusting I laid down with you. Gave you me. Me. It's okay, I'm just young right? Even now I know when my heart is giving up.....