Ay de Mí

Woe is me, can't forget for a second
the pain that pierces me from head to toe
and while everyone leaves me alone
there's no place in the world for a heart I can't let go of.
Ended up in the darkest room at home
cranking out songs twenty-four hours a day
I get it if no one wants to join, why be bored
with my repertoire of melancholies.
Hope that with time it all fades away
because if I keep going like this, I'll kick the bucket
probably too high a price for a lost heart
that's already suffered enough and doesn't want more