I was standing, right there in front,
Jumping to make you see...

I miss You more than anything,
Words cannot describe the emptiness I feel inside...

If Recently Ive found myself
Where the hell was I before...

I'm sorry that i love you,
I'm sorry that you don't...

Now you see me as I am,
And you’re blind to what I’m not...

I dream of a world where I don’t have to...
Where I can love without getting burnt...

You offered you’re heart,
But now want it back...

I'm amazed as this paper's touching pen
that I've been, swept off my feet again...

My razorblade,
Upon my wrist...

You feel alone
When people are around...

Oh look at the rain
Do you think its depressing...

No I dont want your sympathy
Youre raging words or third degree...