I wish I knew what she wanted from the start
I've got a tongue and friends who'd love a good story
So now that you made headlines what am I left with?
A head full of questions and years of regret
So now that you made headlines I've got to ask it
Are you happy now?
Is it what you wanted?
Is it what you hoped for?
Now you're a story for his bar room friends
and I feel like I've wasted years
Take this string from your finger
and tie it around my neck
because I don't want to see.
Now you're a story for all of his friends
and I'm the joke thats been out told
"If I could treat you like shit then you'd love me forever"
Good hearts aren't dead
They're fucking worthless