The day I lose you is the day i'll die,
I'll slit my wrists and float to the sky...

Tears run down from my eyes,
but you’re too blind to realise...

Why do people hate others?
Why don’t they forgive...

Blond, brunette, black, red,
It does not’t matter to me...

You played your games and they hurt me,
I saw more pain than you’ll ever see...

I was scared to write my feelings
Until I met you...

I can't run, I can't hide,
I can't get away...

She wanted to play the game,
She wanted to reck it all...

I’d buy you the world if I had the money,
If I had what you wanted, I’d give you it honey...

I know you’ll never forgive me
No matter what I do...

‘The analyst’ sounds so much like me,
‘Almost here” made me cry...

Traumatic fears
Zoloft tears...