Thinking of you brings tears of joy
And redness to my face...

Walking down these streets
Realizing what others see as beautiful...

Things we never thought would happen
Ended up better than either of us would ever...

I remember when I used to be happy
When I used to get excited...

All night staring at the ceiling, thinking of
All day daydreaming, thinking of...

Suffocation from within
Stretching nerves to be ever so thin...

I have felt this way before
The feeling of being so pure...

My hands are trembling so terribly
Im not thinking of you only rarely...

The look in your eyes,
The taste of your lips...

As the scars upon my wrist are torn
The devil inside me is born...

Look at my face now
Look in my eyes...

The street lights flicker
Like magic in the night...