Broken Bottle Trees

By Hyatt

I’ll stab you in the heart,

Whisper- (For this)

It’s not what you say,

But what you do,

It makes me – (Break off.)

To take this heart,

Of mine,

Fore granted.

Whisper - (For this)

GROWLS - (Your heart is a block of ice that tears others to pieces.)

The trees glitter bright before you,

Sun bouncing off broken bottles,

Of nights that you put up a long fight,

A good fight,

The bruises on my arms can’t reflect the pain on my- (Break off.)

Whisper - (For this)

I’ll stab you in the heart

Whisper - (For this)

And tell you words that hurt worse,

Like the broken bottles hanging lonely,

In the trees I carved with words of you

GROWLS - (You and me)

I’ll stab you in the heart

Whisper - (For this)

And tell you words that hurt worse,

Like the broken bottles hanging lonely,

In the trees I carved with words of you

GROWLS - (You and me)

Its over.

Ohhh over

I’ll stab you in the heart.

Whisper - (For this)

GROWLS – (For this heart.)