People stabbing you in the back
leaving a trail of broken hearts...

The darkness of the forest calls me
Footprints of a being that was once there...

Don't look at me
I have committed a sin...

I keep dreaming of you
And I don't know why...

She thought it was love
She thought it'd be without end...

Sometimes at night
And some of my days...

I carry around a blade
Just in case I need a friend...

I've been here many times
I stand at the edge looking down...

So many memories
So many scars...

There's lots of ways to ask
So don't be cliche...

I stand at the edge of my world
And I keep looking out, now...

For many years of my life
I've leaned against a wall...