[Verse 1]
I've seen that look before, it's written on your smile,
Like a dagger that's been thrown, it cuts me all the while.
You don’t have a clue; you think it’s just a game,
But my feet can't feel the floor, and it’s driving me insane.
When you asked if I love you, the ground shook beneath my soul,
I swear it’s like a trial, with no way to break the hold.
[Chorus]
Forever things like wedding rings, they were never made to last,
All that's left is cluttered thoughts of a bitter past.
So what do you expect when love just brings the pain?
When every promise fades, and nothing feels the same.
[Verse 2]
I choke on my reply, and you think it’s absurd,
Like silence speaks volumes when I haven’t said a word.
Before you ask me why, come closer, listen clear,
I’ll shout it from the rooftops, my truth is so severe.
Love’s a hurting word, a jagged blade of glass,
It can shatter dreams we built, it leaves nothing to amass.
[Chorus]
Forever things like wedding rings, they were never made to last,
All that's left is cluttered thoughts of a bitter past.
So what do you expect when love just brings the pain?
When every promise fades, and nothing feels the same.
[Bridge]
It was a different place, in a different time and face,
When I was young, and love lit up the space.
I asked her in her lace, “Were you sure?” . . . just in case,
She answered with a vow, a sacred, timeless grace.
But who knows just where or when it all went wrong,
Too much take and not enough give; it’s the same sad song.
[Verse 3]
I begged to try again, to breathe life into this flame,
Yet here I stand alone, haunted by the shame.
You see my heart's a battlefield, and love is a war cry,
When passions fade to echoes, you can hear the asking why.
[Chorus]
Forever things like wedding rings, they were never made to last,
All that's left is cluttered thoughts of a bitter past.
So what do you expect when love just brings the pain?
When every promise fades, and nothing feels the same.
[Outro]
So here’s my final thought, your smile’s a painful sight,
I've seen that look before; it’s a counterfeit delight.
This love we tried to build, it’s crumbling to dust,
And all that's left are memories, that haunt me—this I trust.