Third Culture Kid - Boys Broken Heart

You are like an old pair of leather shoes I've worn out
Loosened laces Scarlett faces
Cold embraces in this lonely house

And the chaos is written in your eyes
And the poison is seeping through your smile

And I see you
I really do
With a nose like Pinocchio
Constantly twisting the truth

We talked about life
From good days better nights
And who you were now

Brown hair eyes like plastic
I refrained from taxing your boundaries

And I see you
For who you are
Nothing more than a boy with a mans broken heart

And I see you
For who you are
Nothing more than a boy with a mans broken heart

Written by:
Katherine Larson

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