Hi its Jess here
I can't get to the phone...

My Mom left me at thirteen
I can remember the day; she went...

I thought you were the one
The person who loves me...

My open wound; cut deep
Weeping blood of hate...

I'm nobody special; in the world
Not a person who has saved a life...

Theres never an ending
To pain of a broken heart...

I came unhurt in this war; But in a war again
The war of lonely pain...