Theres not many options
For me so it seems...

The cuts on your wrist werent from your cat, it...
Now i am loosing it i cant handle 5 years, i will...

As i sit here in this room
on the cold hard floor...

When I was five
we would do the Jive...

In this Game, You must Tame
The wild lions of your lies...

My stomach twists
I can even make a list...

I should've told you from the Start
that i love you with all of my heart...

Your promise is a lie,
that was tied with a pretty bow tie...

Seeing the smile on your face
the smell of you, I can still taste...

Each and every single day,
you should know I think about you...

The smell of sweet air,
the share of a couples love...

Every time I seem to cry,
it all goes back to the day I tried...