I guess it was my faith in you that made me change...
That helped me to do better and wish for happy...

And suddenly, my pen halts in midair
Tears leisurely cloud up my vision...

And so here comes the reason why
I couldn't understand...

A man walks, his clothes all torn
He looks at me, his face is worn...

Behind the lips
The porcelin face...

-I am sorry this may be long-
I lay my head against the desk...

Where the broken pieces scatter
And lovers walk out the door...

Wandering the streets,
And there's no where to go...

Painted smiles fit to smooth
and smother out your lies...

Living and loving, moving with trust
Eyeing intently, falling through lust...

Listen.
For her heartbeat rages...

I don't want this disturbed image
Shown. Exposed to furnished finish...