Brokenhearted yet again
A guitar mix Piano beat, slow song, country rhythm, female singer, heartbreak song, hits high notes and pauses.Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I gave you all of me, laid my heart on the line,
But you took it and left without a reason why.
Now I’m standing here, trying to understand,
How love turned to ashes slipping through my hands.
(Pre-Chorus)
The nights are cold, and the silence cuts deep,
I lay awake, but I can’t find any peace.
I thought you were mine, but you walked away,
Left me with nothing but the hurt and the ache.
(Chorus)
Now I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the life we had, but it’s shattered to bits.
You took my heart and left me bleeding,
And I’m still here, trying to make sense of it.
I thought our love was made to last,
But now it’s just a ghost from the past.
I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the love I thought would never end like this.
(Verse 2)
I see your face in every place we’d go,
All the memories haunting me like shadows.
I built my dreams on the promises you made,
Now I’m left in ruins as they fade away.
(Pre-Chorus)
The tears keep falling, but they won’t bring you back,
I keep reaching for something that’s slipped through the cracks.
You said forever, but forever didn’t stay,
And now I’m left with all these words I can’t say.
(Chorus)
Now I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the life we had, but it’s shattered to bits.
You took my heart and left me bleeding,
And I’m still here, trying to make sense of it.
I thought our love was made to last,
But now it’s just a ghost from the past.
I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the love I thought would never end like this.
(Bridge)
You were my home, now I’m lost in the dark,
Trying to heal with this hole in my heart.
But somehow I’ll find a way through the pain,
Even if the scars will forever remain.
(Chorus)
I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the life we had, but it’s shattered to bits.
You took my heart and left me bleeding,
And I’m still here, trying to make sense of it.
I thought our love was made to last,
But now it’s just a ghost from the past.
I’m picking up the broken pieces,
Of the love I thought would never end like this.
(Outro)
I’m picking up the broken pieces…
Of the love I thought would never end like this…