What a secret, to keep
God damn train wreck, (I) will weep
You never knew me anyway
I dont know if Im sad or angry
What a love, to break
Made up bull shit, I wont take
You couldnt come here
So why should I care?
Im a human [apocalypse]
My poor heart, survived by rips
Again I build the walls
Sturdier now, so they dont fall
But theres more now, then there ever were
Well, at least the rips look good next to the cuts
