If only there was a pill for the broken heart,
If only there was a pill to stop suicide...

You're my everything,
my heart...

Would you listen to me if I sang it out for you,
with tear filled eyes and murderous high pitches...

If the world stopped turning today, would my heart...
If life was all a fake reality...

Kissing the mirror; obsessed with your reflection,
red lipsticks prints; in love with yourself...

In my world...Cuts,
don't bleed...

In the blue moon,
we fell in love...

In the darkness of tomorrow,
her heart was lost...

In the lights of the city,
her heart was left empty...

The pain that stops my heart,
the lies that kill my dreams...

Walking into the room with her spurs tapping
on the wood planked floor with cautious steps...

I am not there.
I am clear...