Cos I got time while she got freedom
Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even
Her best days will be some of my worst
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Oh it don't break even no
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