You say you broke my heart but you havent and...
because I you cant break what cant be broken...

The word happy is used to often
Its meaning has been softened...

Im in need of nepenthe in need to forget this pain
Im in need of some kind of drug that could make me...

Put one foot in front of the other
Hold tight to the hand of another...

I dont want this pain any more
But I know that you will always have pain and sour...

There are things I like
I like the sky on a wet and raining...

A shrinking, a small, a quiet is in my heart
A storm, a hole, these feeling take hold...

Talking I don't do with you
We sit and do nothing and I like it that way...

I doubt that all the world will see
Just what you mean to me...

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What were you thinking...

I have so many things i would like to say
sadly i just cant, not today...

Youll never know what its like to see you
Ill never know what its like to be you...