Jar Of Hearts.

I was never the "one",
like you proclaimed.Your version of
love is weak and lame.

Cupid shot me but he missed my soul.
And now I walk around, with a gaping hole.

That's where my heart used
to be, now it's in a jar to feed
your needs.

Your ego is a vampire constantly
fed. I honestly think it whispers in
your head.

A conclusion to a fairytale,
I never had. A prince that
was dull, evil, and sad.

My heart sits in a jar, so bleak
and dead. But these are the words
that slipped from my head.

"My hearts in a jar, that's a fact.
To be perfectly clear, I was jacked.
I gave you the key, and let you in.
I promise, I won't be doing that again..."