She is dancing between panic and bliss. I’ve given her a guttural sick feeling. I have to, to remind her that the last man broke her. I hate him; HATE him for what he has done to her. He’s made her doubt everything good that comes out of a man’s mouth. He made her doubt everything good in herself. I,Tara’s Heart, have failed her before so how can I allow someone else to get by me? I feel responsible. I know what she went through.
But, damn, there is this guy…She let him in and now he is pulling on my strings, getting me involved. He has something in his soul that is cracking the ice around me. As long as she remembers how far I have gotten her I will remind her there is a life to be Lived.
I am Tara’s shredded, Crazy-glued heart.
Now, Tara’s mind…good luck. I hide quivering in fear behind that scary bitch. -xo 3T
What if I wanted to break? Laugh it all off in your face. What would you do? What if I fell to the floor? Couldn’t hear this anymore. What would you do?
Come, break me down, bury me, bury me, I am finished with you.
What if I wanted to fight? Beg for the rest of my life? What would you do? You say you wanted more, what are you waiting for, I’m not running from you.
Come break me down, bury me, bury me, I am finished with you. Look in my eyes, you’re killing me, killing me, all I wanted was you. I tried to be someone else, but nothing seemed to change…I know now this is who I really am inside. Finally found myself, fighting for a chance. I know now this is who I really am.
Come, break me down, bury me, bury me, I am finished with you. Look in my eyes…you’re killing me, killing me. All I wanted was you. Come, break me down, break me down, break me down.
What if I wanted to break? What if I…bury me, bury me.
(30 Seconds to Mars, The Kill)