One soul cold enough to [bad word] mine
Like glass I break
Don’t try to pick up the pieces
You are too late

Let them fall and never touch another’s hands
They will cut and then will drop again

This time just let them lay and walk away
The one I gave my all was the one who let them fall

And never touch another’s hands
They will cut and then will drop again

They will cut your hands, then drop again
Don’t touch my past
Shards of broken glass
Shards of broken glass