heart transplant patient, domestic abuse victim |
Cold seeps into my bones
As I lay in the dark, all alone...
I loved you so much I paid all your bills and rent
I loved you so much I never asked where you went...
I don't know what you're talking about when you...
Yes, I have lived with a heroin addict. Yes, I...
I've handled more than my new heart should be able...
Once we were lovers, and you had my heart
Once we were lovers, and you played your part...
I am not a stranger |
I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long, as if I'm becoming invisible... |
The thing we love the most is always beyond our reach but the thing we want the most is the truths behind truths. |