I seem to have a broken heart each week
I keep telling myself you love me, but my hope falls weak
But you show a glance near my way, and I'm at it again
And then you break my heart, oh how I wish this could end
You knew about my feelings, and I thought yours were the same
But they were not, you led me on, in a endless love game
You sat at your high place, and only scowled and laughed
As if I was some tool, some pleasing act
Now that time has pass, I presume I was lovesick
But now I can say that concerning love, I'm sick of it
Do not get me wrong, it is love that makes the world go round
But I just won't come every time I hear my crush's bell sound
I have a life to live, and if you don't care to join that's fine
But just don't overstep your boundaries, or walk into mine
The days seem to be brighter without poison haze in the clouds
After all I've been though, I'm sick of love (for now)
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