For you she was a girl who always bothered, wasn’t she?
So many locks on her broken heart, for which you didn’t have any keys.
She was different from others, you were no one to blame.
Her heart was full of fire, she loved to play with flames.
She was left alone with her broken heart, which made her strong each day.
She was perfectly fine being by herself, never wanted you to stay.
She was given a title of heartbreaker, was that all she deserved?
And yet she is not afraid at all, for the love she has preserved.