Stand here looking in the mirror
Saying damn to myself
I was flipping through her cell phone pictures
That's when I saw somebody else
Now she told me she was just a friend
But friends don't send pictures like that
I didn't even start an argument
Grabbed my louis bags and packed thinking
(Why) why you wanna do this to me
(We) we were supposed to get married
Did you ever stop to think at all
This will tear a hole in me
Did you ever even care at all
That I'd be questioning
Will I ever love again) will I ever love again
(Will I ever trust again) will I ever trust again
(Will I ever feel again)
The kinda of love that I felt for her
Until then I'll just be a broken girl
Thanks Anthony….I was feeling just this type of way.
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