Standing at the top of a mountain
With the view of the town below...

Blackened incisions scarred over
Now peeling back with blood...

It felt like you took my heart from my chest
While it was still beating and alive...

Where does one begin
When the beginning is unclear...

My heart is simply breaking
And it's pouring out my eyes...

I know that you're unhappy,
I can see it in your eyes...

I look in the mirror and see a faded reflection...
Some days I wonder if the skin I'm in is even...

I followed you home,
Walked in your steps...

I have my share of pain,
And I hide it with a mask...

I cut,
I bleed...

As the world faded away from me
And as I lost my grip on faith...

Twirling hair around my finger
Impatiently waiting to know...