--this needs some editing, such as the last...
I picked up the lighter...

I try to block out thoughts of you
As I lay here on the floor...

The headphones in her ears play as loud as they...
The music blaring keeps the painful thoughts out...

She sits cross legged
On the big blue bed...

I'm a ghost in this house
I'm a ghost in the halls...

The sullen looks filling long corridors
What a tragic day...

A hairy whiskered nose
Long claws on my toes...

The day was clear
And the skys where blue...

I have nothing left to offer
I have put myself on the line...

There were two little kids
And they used to be the best of friends...

Bite by bite
I'll shovel it down...

I love your smile
And I love the way you laugh...