People say there's always a way out of being hurt
Well show me...
I fight to love
I hate to fight...
Erin of the Sycamore,
Holding in more pain than anyone has ever bore...
Sometimes in the dark
when the humid heat is still pressing down...
Forever I have these scars of pain and loss.
They will always be engraved in my skin...
I may look like nothing to you.
But you have no idea...
I'm fighting a lost battle.
I keep striving to be happy...
Eyeliner runs down my face
my life falls into my dark place...
1st verse
Your forgetting the good...
When i close my eyes at night i can hear you.
everyone telling me different things but their not...
The sunlight set on her deep brown eyes
crying the tears, she could not hide...
Pieces falling
darkness call...