I'm really good at breaking things: promises and hearts I love to run away it seems It doesn't have to end if we don't try to start I'm really good at breaking things: promises and hearts I love to run away it seems It doesn't have to end if we don't try to start This boy was really fine, I asked him what's his sign He said he was a Cancer, so I had to make him mine Told him I was a Pisces, he said he really liked me I even thought he might be the one to set me right He took me out to eat, heart was on his sleeve Spent the night with me and now it's gone, missing After a couple weeks, he fell in love with me But there's plenty in the sea and now I'm gone, fishing I'm really good at breaking things: promises and hearts I love to run away it seems It doesn't have to end if we don't try to start something I'm really good at faking things up until I fall apart It's an art I'm really good at breaking things: promises and hearts I love to run away it seems It doesn't have to end if we don't try to start something I'm really good at faking things up until I fall apart It's an art I'm really good at breaking things: promises and hearts I love to run away it seems It doesn't have to end if we don't try to start I'm really good at faking things up until I fall apart It's an art