It was a 25 cent execution
Forged by her tears...
We are nothing but pawns
In this surreal game of chess...
She walks into the room
Her hair is a giant mess...
Carefully steps
One then the other...
At the end of it all
How were you standing so tall...
All I want is you thats all I need all I want is...
Head cupped in hands
Tears flowing down...
Angels sing their last song
As of where we stand...
I just want to be angry
Is that such a crime...
It's nothing more
Than a screen written apology...
A summer flooded with red
And the nights glowing bright...
Have you ever noticed
You die the day your born...