If only they could see
The knife that goes through me...

Its all building up insider her, and she feels...
But in one swift motion of the blade it's all ok...

This is for you
You know who you are...

They walk by me, through me,
All over me like IÂ’m nothing...

There's an emptiness in my soul, or rather my...
My inability to fill this void is the source of my...

If I cried out your name
But you never came...