I would give a man false hopes, br And watch his world crash and burn. br As the pieces of his broken heart feel around me, br And yet not a single one seemed to hurt me, br Even after all the pain I had caused him. br It seemed even in the death of his heart, br It still somehow wanted to protect something it had so dearly loved br And then had itself broken by all it had ever wanted. br The waste land I now lived in was full of broken hearts, br Broken dreams and broken memories. br The false hope I was so willing to give seemed to back fire br And filled my heart with sorrow. br The longing feeling I had felt for so long br Had just made it know as it start to rip my very soul to pieces. br There was nothing I could do to save myself, br But one thing I had to do. br I had to confess a feeling so long forgotten br I didn’t realise what I had got until br The feeling dislodged itself from my heart. br I had lost the feeling of love br Something I had tried so hard to find br And in finding it I had ripped my heart out put it on the floor, br And squashed it with my own two feet. br This feeling of self regret I could not explain, br The only thing I knew was br I was alone in the waste land br I had created over time, br So many memories lost over time br That now haunted my every last waking second. br This pain was incredible and br I had done it to myself.