To each,
the jacket smells like the other...

The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering,
Just like in the movies...

Druken lullabies,
whisking me to sleep...

I'm your mild intoxication
I'm the venomous touch that caresses you...

He's expecting something from you,
but are you ready to give it...

With love laid slain,
consumed by a childish crush...

I forced myself to cry tonight,
within these walls I forced myself to cry...

Hope is the game the children play on you in the...
the trickery haunts your mind...

You turn around to see if anyone is behind you...
but there isn't...

They say that the pain is only temporary...
but to me it seems to last a life time...

You hold me close...
yet at the same time...

A tear from the strongest eye,
is the drop of wine from the greatest year...