If only you could feel,
The way i feel for you...

I feel cold,
I feel dead...

I havent felt this pain in a while,
It seems so alien and new...

Somewhere deep inside me,
There is a person i want to be...

My heart cant stand the pain,
The pain of you going away...

Its been three months since i have used you,
But still your memory haunts me...

I think i have the urges under control,
The urges to feel pain...

As i sit here looking at you,
I see youve caused me pain...

YOu tell me what to do,
You tell me what to say...

A cut runs across my wrist,
Made from tears and pain...

As i sit here at the table,
Staring at my knife...

The heart grows old within the boy
The boy who used to love...