Broken Record

Sometimes the story doesn't end like a fairytale,
I guess that's how it really goes when you stick on a merry-go-round.
The melody of us is now a haunting sound.

Tell me, baby, how do I make it stop,
When the world spins like a broken record,
Your voice is the needle scratching my heart raw.

I had it all but I lost it loving you,
Wish I had known before I fell.
The fall was bad, but unrequited love hurts like hell.

All these thoughts play around in my head,
Like a broken record telling me what to feel.
If I could escape, I’d trade dreams for something real.

But this broken record drowns out the silence,
Leaving me feeling dead inside.
I try to move, but it’s your ghost I can’t outride.

What must I do? Get away from you,
Stop these thoughts that drive me wild.
But life feels blinding without you by my side.

Time has passed, but the questions remain.
Did things get better, or was it all in vain?
I search the silence, but memories replay the pain.

Each day feels new, but my thoughts still simmer,
Holding onto a fading light in the distance.
I wish I could undo what’s been done, but persistence…

It just replays, all the ache, like a broken record.
Your words are sharp, your absence a chord.
I drown in fear, but can’t cut the cord.

How did we lose what we had in the first place?
Seems our love was just erased,
Replaced with an echo I can’t face.

And so the story spins again, like it always will.
The broken record of our love won’t be still.
And I’m trapped in the song, against my will.