When you left i was still angry,
and i made out that i don't care...

Without knowing it i begin to fall
and when i do i fall hard and fast...

Even as I'm about to write I'm causing myself...
And I know as i am sitting here it will never be...

There is so much to thankyou for,
but i cant tell u the start...

Ive got a photo you tell me,
of what lifes meant to be about...

To breathe,
and then to feel the sequential air...

Like another lost game of freecell
the frustration is shattering...

U say i have saved u,
helped fight away ur fears...

Have u ever felt,
that everythings crashing down...

Isnt it funny?
Sometimes we dont want things to happen...