Does it matter to you?
That I feel so bad...

I hate what I am,
I hate what I see...

You remind me of a ghost,
In more than one way...

I begin to play this game again,
The game of unrequited love...

I stare out my window,
To the icy cold rain...

Tear stained angel,
With broken black wings...

This letter is written in my blood,
As the tears fall down my face...

Don't violate me sadness!
I don't want you in my head...

I know I wasn't always there,
Like you were for me...

I have brown hair,
I have grey eyes...

Sitting on a balcony,
The salty waves lapping...

I knew I was in love,
The day that I cried...