His smile is what gets me,

or maybe it's his eyes

All I know is that the pain inside,

is all caused by him

He holds my heart,

and its key

It's tucked away inside his pocket

While he chooses her instead

I can't take my heart away

because it rightfully belongs to him

if only his ignorant self,

could see inside of me,

then maybe some of the pain will subside

If he realizes my heart...

Is not rightfully mine...