Time to hide in the cupboard again
praying that she wont be found...

Drowning
I'm calling for you...

4:00 in the morning
you know were I'll be...

Driving down the highway
pull up on the side of the road...

Reminiscing she realizes she shares a love/hate...
looking back on the past brings expected laughter...

I'll take you for what you are
just another line, the face of another scar...

As the new working day dawns upon a privileged...
things begin to change...

Bleeding on the bathroom floor
simply for the attention...

Hearts fall and shatter
as lies become truth...

Past and present; never the same
unable to collide both seem to change...

With one word
its all blown away...

Four million words with nothing to say
a beautiful face without a name...