Waiting for justice
is just one of the things that stop you dreaming...

If I was on my knees pleading with you,
begging for you not to leave...

The urge to believe in your book of lies
is powerfully controlling my torn heart...

I've been brought down by words
so many times before...

You don't need to get defensive about it,
I'm just letting you know...

My silent tears fell like raindrops,
and somehow you heard them all...

I'm reaching out for your heart,
praying that you'll show me...

In the moonless darkness
my blood runs cold...

In the end it didn't matter,
for your excuses and apologies became meaningless...

Beneath the surface of my brave smile,
when my confidence is under the weather...

I wish you could cover your heart
and protect it from the pain...

My wild thoughts of suicide
are getting out of control...