2 way street

Every time i trust or love someone
I find my heart back in pieces on the ground
Don't wanne go back to what i just left behind
I ask myself the question why am i trying to fight for something that isn't mine?
In the end it's always that's left alone breaks down and dies
He know's what i'm feelin'
I told him so many times
Now it's up to him if he tries it or let's it fly
But to be honest , i'm thinking about saying goodbye
Cause love is a two way street and
I seem to be the only one on that street driving
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