When everything seems okay
there she stands with her razor blade...

This broken heart
another empty soul...

Born to die
live to love...

The promises that u made
they brake among a million frames...

Hardly wait until the night
so that they can hide from the light...

So well go to ur room
shutting emotions all out...

Yesterdays bad
today’s even worse...

If I werent so numb
id tell u its cold...

I lay here in this place
with the beating of my broken heart...

This is me
who i am...

Pieces of a broken heart
that u can see thro these glass eyes...

Im sorry I left u there
sitting in your empty chair...