I'm not the type to get my heart broken
I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'Cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'Cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
Relationships don't get deep to me
Never got the whole 'in love' thing
And someone can say they love me truly
But at the time it didn't mean a thing
Never got the whole 'in love' thing
And someone can say they love me truly
But at the time it didn't mean a thing
My mind is gone, I'm spinnin' 'round
And deep inside my tears I'll drown
I'm losin' grip, what's happenin'?
I strayed from love, this is how I feel
And deep inside my tears I'll drown
I'm losin' grip, what's happenin'?
I strayed from love, this is how I feel
This time was different
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm in this condition
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
Did it happen when we first kissed?
'Cause it's hurtin' me to let it go
Maybe 'cause we spent so much time
And I know that it's no more
'Cause it's hurtin' me to let it go
Maybe 'cause we spent so much time
And I know that it's no more
I shoulda never let you hold me baby
Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart
I didn't give to you on purpose
Gotta figure out how you stole my heart
Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart
I didn't give to you on purpose
Gotta figure out how you stole my heart
My mind is gone, I'm spinnin' 'round
And deep inside my tears I'll drown
I'm losin' grip, what's happenin'?
I stray from love, this is how I feel
And deep inside my tears I'll drown
I'm losin' grip, what's happenin'?
I stray from love, this is how I feel
This time was different
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm in this condition
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
How did I get here with you I'll never know
I never meant to let it get so personal
And after all I tried to do, stay away from lovin' you
I'm broken hearted, I can't let you know
And I won't let it show, you won't see me cry
I never meant to let it get so personal
And after all I tried to do, stay away from lovin' you
I'm broken hearted, I can't let you know
And I won't let it show, you won't see me cry
This time was different
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm in this condition
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
This time was different
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
(You'll never see me cry)
Felt like I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
(You'll never see me cry)
Now I'm in this condition
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
All my life.
And I've got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry
All my life.
Okay, so maybe more of the lyrics represent me than I thought. Oh well! I got this over with and I guess this is just more of an ex-emotion, maybe. I don't know, kinda. So anyway this is my representation comparison to Rihanna - Cry, my number 1 song I am trying to avoid because I loooved it so much and then I got sick of it, well not "sick of" it but it wasn't as great as it was before, so now I am trying to saver it until Christmas break and then I'll listen to it again. Phew! That was a looooong sentence! Whoo, need a break here. So keep up on The 99 Problems of Maya Hart and remember to check back pronto!
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