I slit the sheet
The sheet I slit
And on the slitted sheet
I sit!

From a movie

You reached your hand out to me
And I foolishly grabbed ahold
The more I fell in love with you
The more lies you told

Now I start to wonder
Each and every day
What I could have done wrong
To make you take your hand away

Gazing out my window
Deep into the night
I look upon the moon
That gives all the darkness light.

Then I start to wonder
If youre staring at it too.
That means our eyes would have met
Like they can no longer seem to do.