Is what we have for real
or are these feelings for our own appeal
I hide away and keep these thoughts all to my own
As you stand Passion Prone
Every day we drift apart
Life is beginning to be bitter and tart
We're both broken and hated
And our love is faded
What do we have left?
We are robbers guilty of theft.
You've taken from me
We weren't meant to be
I stand guilty of stealing
Of opening a heart thats still healing.
Can we save this faded love?
Or will push come to shove?
I'm on my knees pleading
I'm sick of Bleeding
And tired of crying
The tears aren't drying
But i cant stop the pain
Will there only be memories to remain?
