"You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul,"
I'm cold. Numb. Terrified. Cruel. And no amount of love can thaw me.
"So don't come back for me, who do you think you are?"
I ditched you. Left you to rot. It's surprising how twisted a story can get after it's first telling.

I turn off the radio. Collecting my jar of hearts, tearing love apart...

​How amusing songs can be.