When the heart dies twice

runaway

When the heart dies twice
whose fault is it?
Mine, I would say
The walls that kept me safe
are now knocked down
Suffocation, had to open some windows
I'm not for you, or you are not for me
Take my picture then, I agreed, right?
You stole mine...I guess it's better that way
To live two lives will kill in the end
I have been available, but have kept quiet
In a sense
You might not think your insane, but
I will disagree
The best of both worlds
The end is near, a new beginning?
Maybe