I see his face
And its smiling down at me...

Don't try and lie to me
i know you far too well...

We used to be real close
we used to be the best of friends...

Dearest father, I'm still waiting for your call,
Waiting for you to take me out of this...

The shadows of chaos in grey,
the painful things you had to say...

My whole life ive wondered
if all guys were the same...

For the first time in my life
i learned how to trust...

Bleeding red and
dripping black...

I don’t really care
You’re not all the great...

Im glad that it ended…
Before anything was really there...

My hands are sweaty..
And I cant sit still...

Growing weak.. And getting old..
But I dont really care...