You hold the key to my heart
No matter how many times you misplace it
Or bend it out of shape
It still seems to fit
No matter how many times you break it
Your key still works
Time and time again
I just reshape my heart for your key to fit
Leaving myself wondering when will you take better care of it
You don’t
You constantly show me you are not worthy of my prized possession
Except
I ignore the gesture
Assuming you’ll get it together
But I’m only making anout of myself
By allowing you to keep playing me
No matter how much I pour my heart out
You keep repeating your actions
Showing me you don’t give a damn
You hold the key to my heart
Because we have a kid together
Therefore I am determined to make us work
Work for the sake of our child and us