How can I be happy, when all I feel is pain
Watching walk around, maybe one day with a different last name
How can you say, lets just be friends
Well you swore to me that we will be together, until both our lives are at a end
How could you say, everything will be all right
When my heart keeps getting frost bites
You say all theses things, now that we are friends
But I know you will drift away, because we are not meant to be until "end"
I remember, the first day we talked, I can never get it out of my head
Dont know if I should call it a blessing, or if I would rather be dead
Maybe in death, I will not feel so much pain?
This is the thoughts that run like a stampede, my cries always in vain.
This is the story of a broken man, who plays the game of life with a smile
The question is, when will this broken man, finally have enough, and quit living in denial