Too many break downs to hold on,
this love I felt is gone...

Walking through the Christmas lights,
that lit the archway of the entrance to the park...

Memories overflow my mind with grief
of how things used to seem so simple...

Color my life with something other than black and...
make it your beautiful portrait, darling, show me...

Can you hear the walls whispering to you,
Or is that just for the desperate people...

Cuts are my outlet.
My only hope...

She's a train wreck and a half,
he found her walking a lonely path...

I cried you lakes,
but it was never enough...

She lied,
she cheated...

She has cuts that line her arm.
He caused her to do it...

Daddy when I was little,
I use to fall asleep in your arms...

Daddies were there when you were crawling,
they were there when you fell to help you up...