Pathetic Justice

gold ring my heart string I have nothing but a gold ring I took a pastel picture my head was in a jar and I know just where she keeps it to keep her friends this close there's a crack in the crystal gla*s and I know that this will all pa*s She took it apart with a piece of the picture now I can't get back to that place and I know that when she sees it she keeps her friends this close there's a crack in the crystal gla*s and it holds the memories of our past gold ring my heart string I am nothing but an old dream