You all rush in
To say you’re sorry...

I used to be scared
About what happened to me...

Someone out there
I’m in need of you...

I feel guiltier than ever
All these bad memories repeat...

Cover to cover
You know my whole story...

You’re the first, my love
To taste this fruit...

Way up high
On a balcony...

The list was always there
To help me see things clearly...

Pain’s angels so sweet
They handle with care...

Feed your fire, feed it good
Feed your fire lots of wood...

My mind races like crazy
Through thoughts going hazy...

I pray each night
Before I sleep...