I know it's me, I'm the one without the heart,
The one who doesn't care if a person stays or goes,
Everyone helps me move on in life,
I meet someone new, talk with them for a month or two,
Then all of a sudden, we stop.
No explanation, no words, nothing.
It's like we never met in the first place,
Too many people have let me down,
too many people have left me,
too many people have hurt me
I've learned not to care, to be emotionless and to ignore it
A habit of telling myself over and over: "life goes on, people come and people go"
It's horrible, yet simple at the same time,
I don't get emotionally attached or hurt by people
I don't care if they stay or if they go,
I gain more aspects and insights to the human mind, how different people tick how they work,
I talk and I talk, until one day we just stop.
Nothing, nada, zilch, goose eggs.
Some people I want to hold onto forever, some I need to hold onto forever
But does it matter?
In the end, does it really matter?
They say I don't have a heart,
Which makes me heartless