I think you are standing on a battlefield,
I think you have lost your weapon...

I think you are standing on a battlefield,
I think you have lost your weapon...

You think I still care,
I don't...

Every single morning
When I get out of bed...

Amidst the distant smiling lips,
Hides a secret that the wind could kiss...

Who are you to laugh at me?
Who are you to know my pain...

I wrote a poem 3 years ago
And only reread it now...

If I could give an answer,
Just know one word to say...

Nothing but bad news all week
Nothing but excuses that I now need to keep...

She's burning a candle on the night of the 10th
She's burning it through till theres nothing left...

Your hardships make you who you are
So never doubt the soul you hold...

Perhaps its just me
But I thought you said ' forever...