Messed up again just trying to tell a story
Of my life so far, did not mean what I said...

Take a photograph of me
Capture every tear...

Struggle to stay on the right side of you
Keep my word, and I always stay true...

I’m sure that you have some kind of x-ray...
You always see straight through my lies...

What would you do without an angel like me?
Few less cuts and scars and a bit less misery...

Tears are streaming down my face
Finding this all so hard to replace...

Watch this generation slipping, way out of our...
Where once there blossomed happiness in a...

Alice had a purple bunny
She’d had her since she was young...

It just seems like every word sparks another...
Another pain filled conversation is looming up...

Every moment is spent in fantasy
The only world that I ever knew...

My words are fuelled by misery
My tears are stained with guilt...

Sometimes all you need is a single memory
Or a thought, just one moment to think...