Maybe if you see my tears,
You'll actually know I hurt...

I open up my curtains,
And let the light shine down...

What would you if I told you?
That this was the last kiss we would share...

Silently she breaks,
As her heart begins to tear...

I lay upon my bed,
As I quickly write this note...

I begin to play this game again,
The game of unrequited love...

My eyes are blurred and full of tears,
Its time I retraced the place of my fears...

She wakes up every morning,
Trying hard not to cry...

She lies awake in her bed,
Tears falling from her eyes...

My Prisons with these four walls,
My Prisons within this empty hall...

I walk towards my bedroom,
Razorblade in my palm...

Whenever I am crying,
You wipe away my tears...