If she's so special, your fallen angel, why did you let her fall?
Her heart in your hands, her soul in your eyes, you posessed her all.
The mistake of what you had for what you wanted, something that wasn't true.
That lust in life for the next best thing, always that something new.
The mind you tore apart, herself that isn't there, the fall you made her take
The line you strung out, the pain you let her feel, the heart that you made break.
The illness that love can always be, the innonce that can be taken away so easily,
The growing of one person from the years taken off one other,
How can one person be made for another?
