Twisted Love

They say you don't know what you got until it's gone.
 Why is it so hard to move on?
 I sit here every day getting high to kill the pain.
 I try not to sleep, because when I do.
 I remember what I'm trying to erase.
Will my broken heart be mended?
 Will you ever let it go?
 Or will you hold me prisoner in my mind, because you are so unkind?
 How did your heart become so cold?
To do those evil things to my soul.
 Did you even care at all?
 I guess we'll never know.
 So I'll keep getting high to hide the pain.
 While I pretended everyday that it's okay.
 I'm not sure I'll ever be the same.
 So thank you for the hell you put me through.
 At least I got to spend part of my life with you.