It's come to this I'm acting like a poet,
Can I just dream or does he have to fake it...
I feel my lips moving,
I hear myself asking to die...
I want to find that guy that puts a smile on my...
not a mask...
The perfect girl, and scares she hides
An awesome smile, is full of lies...
What Kind of love is my heart trying to find. My...
I been searching through this darkest days...
Its verry early morning
Dont tell me its gonna work out...
The snow falls slowly
Blanketing as far as the eye can see...
I cant stop crying
Its getting harder to breath...
I can't shake this feeling deep in my gut.
It's slicing and dicing me open from inside...
In my mind,
suicide...
Look deep into my eyes.
I dare you...
I'm stuck here again
with tears running down my checks...