hourglass

day in and day out people play with my heart but now it's torn broken ripped apart but people should know better than to play with fire it should know better than just the devil for he is a liar my veins not like a pump blood I have no pain left to bleed they are filled with sand I have no tears left to cry so I trapped my heart In an hourglass but the devils fire it burns the brass which was touching my fragile armor soon my glass will be shattered and my blood will be splattered