I don't think I know what broken means
Cause I don't really know how it's spelled
But I will not forget the tears that quelled
Inside my eyes because
It hurt back then and that's why I'm
Not the same
It hurt back then and that's why I
Don't want to feel more pain
I found out how it felt
To look like a fool for being happy
To hate every single text we sent
Romantic and stupid and sappy
I didn't know how much it hurt
To say a fucking "I love you"
When I didn't want to
And have it thrown in my face
Not two weeks later
Breakneck pace
But maybe I'm more broken than I thought
I didn't know that for some people
Those words are bought
From corner stores for fifty cents
But I...

I carve them with diamonds