There isn't anything left. nothing. i am the dead...
why me...
The land of roses
Is a land of red...
This happens tonight
You've pushed it too far for the last time...
I'm still hurt of what you said
I couldn't sleep, lying alone in bed...
I hate you
get out of my life...
I would like someone to hold me
And say it will be alright...
Why the hell am i still here
especially when no-one cares...
Many times tears are shed,
does it make us dead...
Sometimes I'm up, Sometimes I'm down.
Whenever I'm with you I wear a frown...
Its hard to deal
When you've got the right guy...
The lines she draws deeper into her skin with that...
she says it relieves pain...
Another pitiful day is dawning,
Now is the time to cease with the dreaming...