What do you want from me?

Who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars collecting your jar of  hearts and tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
from the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are.
I hear you're asking all around If I am anywhere tobe found, but I have grown toostrong, to ever fall back in your arms...




Jar of hearts - Christina Perry