I'm sorry for all the shit that I've said
I'm sorry for direction that you;ve been led...

Sometimes i want to go away
never live to see the next day...

In my hands i hold a box
in it are my secrets and thoughts...

To all that helped me out
to all of who were always there...

Look at me.
tell me what you see...

I realized something today
i found i fear the night...

I find it ironic...
no really. i do...

Everyone knows and everyone hates
the drama and pain that the heart creates...

You come and ask me
why it is i do not talk...

Once again, roll out the long sleeves
whisper, point, do whatever you please...

You know it's interesting.
i was almost ready to forgive you...

Forever unlucky
cuz i own tomorrow...