The tears are streaming down your face
The effects of the past you cannot replace...

Its the words that you said
they repeat in your head...

Im aching
because...

Each section is about a different person I know
When you look into my eyes...

Go ahead
be like that...

Throw my hands in the air, and rip out my hair.
Run my nails over the skin, yell out the words...

When life is running towards me,
And I’m carrying my heart on my...

With tears in my hands that are not my own
and on me is a quilt of lies the me myself have...

Would you get mad if I told the truth
and if i asked if i could stay...