Everything Breaks Sometime.

Under the shadows,
Forbidden and hot,
Desire grows,
More, often than not.
I’m sorry’s a stupid word.
It’s a stupid thing to say.
Especially considering it’s not like I planned this way
But I’m sorry is all that there is left of me
I’m so sorry this love made me hollow
And left you empty…

Maybe I could’ve loved you better,
Maybe you should’ve loved me more,
Maybe our hearts, were just next in line.
Maybe, everything breaks sometime.
Everything breaks sometime.

It’s hard to believe,
It’s boiled down to this,
It can’t all be just healed by a kiss.
It’s hard to stare at you,
Knowing you like I have,
We used to feel so close,
Now we feel so bad.

And I’m sorry is all that there is left of me,
I’m so sorry this love made me hollow,
And left you empty…

Maybe I could’ve loved you better,
Maybe you should’ve loved me more,
Maybe our hearts, were just next in line,
Maybe, everything breaks sometime.
Everything breaks sometime.

I’m so sorry, everthing breaks sometime.

“Everything Breaks Sometime” by Jewel (unreleased, performed at a concert)

responses to “Everything Breaks Sometime.” 5

  1. Thanks Chris! That is just one of Jewel’s older/original pieces… so basically before she ‘sold-out’. I don’t really think she sold out, I can still see her in some of the work she does… but none of it is as raw you know? *shrug* Ah well.

    Greggy, this girl’s tired of playing love’s game. lol

  2. Reggy it seems so many things fall down this time of year besides the leaves, but nature paints each leaf with a beautiful color like each one in the tree a single precious memory, then she adores it, then she‘s brave and she lets it fall. There’s a sadness when facing things as they really are. The heart sustains life and love, but it also drinks so deep the opium of illusion. ANd where-as the head may understand the writing on the wall, the heart is willingly illiterate. You know my beautiful young friend the game of love is supposed to be like a game of “tag”… once he’s tagged it’s supposed to switch up with him in hot breathless pursuit of you. Just like in the song where “no rivers too wide and no mountains too high” to hold him back. When a man loves a woman he plays by the rules. No if’s or but’s about it. If those aren’t the rules being followed… then you have a game other than love. (mutual love)… (Deep sigh, Here’s where love shoots the messenger .-)

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