Where do lonely hearts go?
When all the soul is torn to pieces,
Nothing left to compare all the wounds that deep inside,
I'm just a broken dollsmiles and laugh like nothing is wrong,
But deep inside,
I'm badly wounded,
Where does my lonely heart belong?
(by : Her)
When all the soul is torn to pieces,
Nothing left to compare all the wounds that deep inside,
I'm just a broken dollsmiles and laugh like nothing is wrong,
But deep inside,
I'm badly wounded,
Where does my lonely heart belong?
(by : Her)