I guess I was wrong.
I thought tomorrow would bring less sorrow and more joy.
I believed that this world could save me from what I was hiding from.
I hoped that there was someone who understood.
I guess I was wrong.
Wrong about how the pain I felt was just a trick of the body.
How the people I relied on would love me forever.
How I thought you were different.
I guess I was wrong.
Because fire burns and love bites back.
People kick you while your down and sorrow remains a close friend.
I guess I was wrong...
about everything.