Heartaches r us
And there was me, fighting against the inevitable.
Fire in my eyes & ice in my heart
'I will not become another broken home, broken hearted she-just-slipped-between-the- cracks-teen with oh so much relationship baggage, just nothing left to fill it with.'
But there's a price tag on my palm & a barcode on my neck
'Heartaches r us' it says
-Sweetie you know we've seen this all before…
I say I hate cliché but I can't (wont) live without it
(you always knew anyway that I never said what I really wanted)
That just won't change that I'm standing here, indecisive, inconsistent, irrelevant.
Wanting attention & wanting you
there's Warning labels above your head
And honey, I have naïve printed all over my name tag