The rage
The anger...

I believed in bedtime stories
I believed in fairy tales...

I look at the marks
The marks That you made...

I thought you meant for me
I thought it was going to work out...

You took my life
You took it to another place...

From the ashes lies a heart
that wants to be loved...

I'm talking to you
You silly old man...

People tell me to tighten the screw thats loose
but how do i get rid of these voices...

I thought you would help me up
Out of all the people i thought you would care...

The words i read froze my heart,
the roof caved in, the walls got closer...

We used to walk along the road
passing all the people by...

Was it something I said?
Was it something I did...