*This is a song...*
I've had enough of all these lies...

I wake up every morning,
to realize that you're still gone...

Alone again,
I've lost my friend...

Just a faded photograph,
in a broken frame...

I found my life, it's laying on the floor,
I found where I belong, but my mind is so sore...

All this distance in between,
the songs I write that you won't sing...

*This is a song...*
I would bleed...

Kill this feeble body and take away my soul,
burn me to ashes or place me in a hole...

*After trying to think of something forever, I...
I used to hate, hate myself...

Did you believe me, or did you deceive me, I don't...
are you religious, or superstitious, I don't know...

Don't know why I comply,
with the lie you keep...

I am not your super hero,
I am only a zero...