Les Sampou
Broken Pieces
All my lovers are lost, bad boysI guess the broken pieces catch my eyelike shiny glass they mirror backSome part of me I try to hideI know the difference between good and badI just don't know which one I preferJagged marks criss cross my heartsome lessons are harder to learnA scar is all I have left of youYou think that love can conquer hatesurvive a knife in the backI'm sorry dear, but isn't it clearLove ain't coming backA scar is all I have left of youI feel much better you're finally goneand no one here is bringing me downI tell myself I never lost youit's me I finally foundA scar is all I have left of you
From Letras Mania