I walk down a dark
and empty path...

They tell me to go on
they tell me to forget you...

When i look in the mirror
the girl you see ever day...

We were friends many years back
it was soo long ago...

Thank you for making me cry
thank you for making me want to die...

I want to be with you
but it may be too late...

My blade has many shapes and sizes
whether its a knife...

Your family is supposed to be their
no matter what your sin...

I saw you yesterday
you were with a few friends...

She is a friend of mine
one that i hold close...

Her eyes flutter
her lips are licked...

I wont I\'m him yet
for my wishes are not met...