Ive hurt you
And Im so sorry...

He sits at home
Crying all alone...

They tease me every day,
Mostly in the same way...

You have declared war on the wrong person.
Your jealously will hurt one in need...

I cant believe I made you cry
From saying the things I said...

Clean my hands of this fate,
This worn out body can't wait...

Im sort of surprised
I picked up the pen...

I watch the minutes go by like seconds,
The months go by like weeks...

She Dreams
of knives, guns, and bombs...

I feel your desire, crawl under your skin
you beg, and plead to feel ecstasy...

Anger swells in a golden-blue gaze
A slice on her face...

All my hopes have failed me
All my dreams are lost...