Sticks and stones are hard on bones.
Aimed with angry art...

A single tear runs down my cheek
when i think of you...

In the shadows deep and dark
the sharp knife of hatred...

I miss you now ill miss you always
and the way we were so close...

We would talk for hours
get lost in each others eyes...

In my cold dark haunted eyes
you were my one and only...

In my mind and in my dreams
you are always there...

Where do you go
when the roads turn grey...

I cant Bare To Be Alive
Id Rather Look Into Shadows...

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need...

In the night when all is dark
i feel you watching me...