A guitar with broken string of mine
Am still keeping it
Keeping it that way
It used to be my precious and special one
It used to sound so nice
Every story behind the broken strings
Every story behind the scars
It meant something to me
I know
I know it isn't gonna sound better after all
I know ain't no turning back
I know the future is vague
I realized
I realized that care too much is the weakness of mine
I realized that i don't have the potential of letting go
Tear my heart open
Cut my veins apart
Just to remove
Just to feel again
Obsessed
End up it hurts
Keeping it
Repaired it
Continued playing
Nobody knows
