Suffering from broken hearts

Makes it hard to love from a new start

It hurts to know that you can't trust the one you want to love

Because of past times and that's how you make your decisions up

Having a hardened heart, paranoia, thinking all the time

Gets you into the wrong frame of mind

You start accusing, assuming, pointing out

That's in the process, that's what hurt is all about

It actually being true is the worst part

Suffering from the truth, that's the devil's art

Making you feel dark and all alone

Your happiness turns to an evil tone

You go through the cycle and find new love

That person then becomes your new drug

Who you thought was the perfect person turns you dark within

Now your back at one. Let the games begin