The rain is so loud tonight
and i just want to run...
im tied down in bed crying
i cant getthrpough this night alone...
i think you'd save my life if you walked in right now

We never really move on
you just find someone else to think about

its the best we can do

Are drugs an escape for you precious?
a comfort, that this world of reality is all just a big game

We are the generation hand picked to bleed

Flinch
away from your arms
are suffocating me
affection is a hand around my throat....

She tells me how it goes;
like a scratched skipping song in her head
how she's feeling so wound up
how his scent still coats her bed

On a mind f**cking merry go round

everything's a whispered sound

Your a cold, empty poisonous smile..
i watch you, youve turned into everything you hate

touch.... arms are folded, holding, pushing gluing..

keeping all my broken shards together

* from my poem 'everyone loves a f**cking tragedy'

So here it goes again

another mark to the collection

another f**king face i need to erase

you wont ever understand
because to you

these kisses...

they wont mean a thing