Never letting love in again
Feeling like a imbecile girl...

Theres these moments when I'm truly happy
Moments i can be myself and smile...

Here I am trying to write another
Trying to decide what to write about...

If you want me call me
If you call me be sober...

Its like the boat out on the horizon
Setting in like a blur...

I miss you already
One week...

Those nights darkness and pain
screaming the death of me...

Free
dead...

My weary eyes aren't weary enough
The dim thought of what means everything...

Here come thoughts of the unthinkable
But first come thoughts of you...