I've always thought so strongly
Of what we could be...

I need to stop pretending that I know you'll be...
Because everytime I get my hopes up...

It\\\'s better than a razor,
i won\\\'t have any scars...

Love.
Four letters...

For some people,
Glancing into the mirror...

The weak heart that lies in me
Taken all my breath away...

The sun is rising again
Shining brightly down...

It starts with a glance in the mirror,
ends on my knees...

I hate the feelings I try to hide
So ashamed for feeling I must live this lie...

I've been twisted; torn
All from your kindness...

You don't know me
You'll never see how I see...