Kill me in a way
A way that matters
Do your worst
Then reap
Your grown disaster
Don't cry
For the boy
Who's torn and broken
Scars and cuts
Still fresh
From words you spoke in
But I am more
Than broken parts
Heal my wounds
And fix my scars
I tried to
Play with your cards
You tore in two
My king of hearts
I'm alive
But you made your mark
But I am more
Than broken parts
Cause I'm a lot more
Than these broken parts
I'll keep on fighting
And I won't show you my scars
You always dealt the cards
So I always ended up with a broken heart
Deep cuts and paper scars
And I'm never gonna fix all these broken parts
Always a friend or foe
And you wonder why I drink on my bedroom floor
And even though the seed is sown
I'm won't cry anymore
Cause I'm a lot more
Than these broken parts
I'll keep on fighting
I won't play your cards
Look in the mirror
And see what I am
Holding the pieces
Of this broken man
I'm not just all these broken parts
I'll keep on fighting
I won't play your cards
Look in the mirror
And see what I am
Holding the pieces
Of this broken man