How could I be so stupid as to believe that you...
I should have known that all the anger would once...

Our friendship is like a rose, so delicate and...
and yet it is enduring because it continues to...

We used to be so very close,
that i wont deny...

Weeping souls, bleeding hearts,
does anyone know where it all starts...

I know I've let you down a lot and you don't have...
I've made some plans to make it right, the way...

You don't know what it's like,
you don't know how it feels...

The river flowing down my arm,
another beautiful product of my self harm...

She watches as the rain falls down,
her cheeks are soaking wet...

Tainted on the outside,
tainted from within...

I thought it was sorry that was the hardest word...
well it always seemed to be, for you anyway...

As I sit here I wonder just what to do.
Cos all I can think of is why you do what you do...

Anguish is a friend of mine,
tortured soul...