THE WORDS USE TO FLOW LIKE A LONG WINDING RIVER
BUT NOW THEY ARE CROOKED AND BROKEN...

She looks in the mirror
And hates what she sees...

I paint a bloody picture
I paint it with a twist...

He came into my life
and tore it apart...

I wish I could put into words
All these screwed up feelings...

He needed her kiss
She longed for his touch...

Perfect that, Perfect this
Perfect smile with a kiss...

I see the gun
I know it's there...

You've done such a good job
of cutting me out...

The secrets
That you told...

If only I could hold you
Just one more night...

I'm sorry I'm not everything you want
Or exactly the way you I think I should be...