For every girl with a broken heart there is a guy with a glue gun ..

My heart is a fragile thing ..
it was ripped in two ..
and before i knew it ..
there`s nothing left for me to do ..

Left mostly lonely ..
and mostly sad ..
i was left frustrated ..
most days i just woke up mad ..

Broken, bruised, ripped apart, stomped upon ..
are only a few ways the way others have treated pieces of my heart ..
i never thought i could ever trust it with anyone else ..
until that day i lent you a piece, and saw the way you handled that part ..

Tenderly ..
gently most urgently as a beautiful landscape ..
it almost as though ..

you`ve put it back together with duct tape ..