I've been beaten
I've been broken...

The razors too sharp
The knives too cold...

Waiting for the "right time"
to say something...

Friends busy with family,
parties to go to...

...and i loved him...
but he took my heart...

At the sound of the alarm
morning already...

Everything has gone wrong
every look...

If I can only be with you in my dreams,
then let me sleep forever...

Am I crazy?
Am I wasting my time...

Holding it in
hiding it from...

Anything is possible
with a little faith...

She stood there with curls in her hair,
mascara running down her cheeks...