I gave you a rose, but it withered and died.
I gave you chocolate, but it melted away.
I gave you my mind, but you filled it with lies.
I gave you my soul, but you tossed it aside.
I gave you my heart, but you broke it in two.
I gave you my love, but you could not return it.
Now all that I have to give you is my tears,
Which pour down my face
In an infinite stream of pain and misery.
Dreaming that one day, your love will mend
My hopelessly shattered heart.
But for now, I can only have
And my tears.