Greg Roach
Greg Roach

Jetstar (18:12)

Jetstar (18:12)

246 Plays

30 Nov 2020

love hurts man and hearts get broke they brake like the promises we make so like promises heart get broken everyday this game called love is a game played when you say your in love but love is a dangerous game lovers play when they say there in love but like yesterday today the same love ends in heart ack and pain and they say time will heal.that pain of a broken heart but scars don't heel so they rind you.of yesterday and the pain felt from a broken heart all just part of the hand life delt you call raise the bet straight face a vet at poker face all night smoker in the game called love ya I played couple of times and both ended the same way like yesterday to day is the same no hearts safe from the heart ack and pain from a heart broke in this lovers game filled with smoke so picture grey and distorted pictures I paint all black and white no shades of Gray to complicate things so I stand here and watch my world come crashing down around me the prices fall to the ground all around me I pick up the pieces try to put them back but like a puzzle peice they don't match so I leave the past in that piel.of rubble and never look back

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4 years ago

love hurts man and hearts get broke they brake like the promises we make so like promises heart get broken everyday this game called love is a game played when you say your in love but love is a dangerous game lovers play when they say there in love but like yesterday today the same love ends in heart ack and pain and they say time will heal.that pain of a broken heart but scars don't heel so they rind you.of yesterday and the pain felt from a broken heart all just part of the hand life delt you call raise the bet straight face a vet at poker face all night smoker in the game called love ya I played couple of times and both ended the same way like yesterday to day is the same no hearts safe from the heart ack and pain from a heart broke in this lovers game filled with smoke so picture grey and distorted pictures I paint all black and white no shades of Gray to complicate things so I stand here and watch my world come crashing down around me the prices fall to the ground all around me I pick up the pieces try to put them back but like a puzzle peice they don't match so I leave the past in that piel.of rubble and never look back

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