The pills and razor blades rest at my side
This is not the end but the beginning...
I have learnt that
though I may be far from lonely...
Your moist, warm breath upon my skin
Ignites a pulsing flame within...
I'm the song that no one listens to,
The wind that no one feels...
You said you loved me but you lied
I found out you just wanted to save my pride...
You have no idea |
The fallen angels at my feet cry for my remorse. |
Hope may not be something worth depending on, |