It hurts. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen. I'm sorry. I didn't want it. I'm sorry. Please stop. I'm sorry. STOP! I'm sorry. STOP! I'm sorry.
STOP! WHY WON'T YOU STOP? I'm sorry. ...I wish I was dead. You're not sorry.
Do, Do you got a first aid kit handy?
Do, Do you know how to patch up a wound?
Tell me,
are you patient,
understanding?
Cause I might need some time to clear the hold in my heart and I
"Now that's what I'm talkin' about! He didn't stand a chance against us." Raphael swaggered into April's apartment happily, bragging of their
newest great win against the Shredder's henchmen. "More like you scared him away. I mean, really, who would want to come across you at
night?" Mikey clowned his older brother, earning a slap to the head and a disgruntled Raph. "Ah shut up, Mikey!" "So how'd it go guys?" April
came into the living room wiping her hands on a dishtowel. "Did'ya kick some butt like I told ya?" she giggled. "Oh, Ape, you should have seen
us!" Mikey went into a detailed rendition of how the battle played out, complete with sound effects and Mikey running around like a chicken
with his head cut off. While Mikey entertained April with his story, Raphael went to find Casey, and Donny went to play with his lab equipment
for a new experiment he was working on, leaving Leonardo to check in with Master Splinter to let him know they were back.
I've tried every remedy
And nothing seems to work for me
Baby, (baby)
this situation is driving me crazy
And I really wanna be your lady
But the one before you left me so
"Hmm, baby doll. You were great," Devika crawled down the bed to wrap her arms around her boyfriend, Tony. Tony bobbed his head to let her
know he had heard her and lit a cigarette. "I'm ready for another round already." Devika chuckled and nibbled on his ear. Tony pushed her off
and stood up, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. Devika sat back on the bed, lips pursed. It's ok. I know he loves me.
Damaged, damaged
Damaged, damaged
I thought that I should let you know
That my heart is
Damaged, damaged
So Damaged
And you can blame the one before
So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
(Baby I gotta know what you are gonna do?)
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
(Baby I gotta know what you are gonna do?)
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
(Baby I gotta know what you are gonna do?)
Fallan stumbled into her apartment, almost falling onto the floor, a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka dangling from her hand. "Honey, I'm home," she
sang, opening her arms wide.
Do Do you got a first aid kit handy?
Do Do you know how to patch up a wound?
Tell me,
are you patient,
understanding?
Cause I might need some time to clear the hold in my heart and I
You try to gain my trust
Talking is not enough
Actions speak louder than words
You gotta show me something
My heart is missing some pieces
I need this puzzle put together again
She drunkenly shuffled into her bedroom. She kicked off her shoes and dumped her pocketbook on the floor, her things scattering every which
way. She crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin, squinting her eyes as the sun peeked through her blinds. She dragged a framed
picture off of her night stand and hugged it close to her chest. "I'm home," she whispered as the tears began to roll down her cheeks once
again.
Can you fix my h-e-a-r-t
Cause it d-a-m-a-g-e-d
Can you fix my h-e-a-r-t
Tell me are you up for the challenge
Cause my heart is
Damaged,
Damaged
I thought that I should let you know
That my heart is
Damaged
So Damaged
And you can blame the one before
She touched her jaw softly, lightly pausing over the faint brown mark. It still hurt, even after a week of healing. She looked into the full length
mirror she had on her closet door and lifted her shirt so she could see her stomach. Light brown splotches dotted up and down, around her torso
randomly. She sighed through her nose deeply and swallowed. She looked at the clock. 9:25 a.m. She still had some time. She licked her lips
and let her shirt fall back down. She looked into the mirror. Just smile. Ting! Laughter. See, MeMe, that's all ya gotta' do! She tried to smile, but
it only proved to be an awkward action for her. A door slammed downstairs. Her head whipped to the side, eyes wide. "Moira!" a voice yelled up
the stairs, feet stomping up. She gasped and fleeted to run into the bathroom and slam the door, but she wasn't quick enough. A hand stopped
the door from closing. No!
Damaged,
Damaged
I thought that I should let you know
That my heart is
Damaged
So Damaged
And you can blame the one before
So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
My heart is
Damaged,
Damaged,
Damaged
My heart is
Damaged,
Damaged,
Damaged
My heart is
Damaged,
Damaged,
Damaged
My heart is
Damaged,
Damaged,
Damaged
My heart is
Damaged