I wont apologize,
and i wont explain...

Dear god.
This life that u have give me...

In my place,
there is a hole...

She was so happy,
she was in love...

Every freckle,every spot,
every sneeze,every cough...

Theres a little girl,
ashamed, and so upset...

Gritting me teeth,
is holding back tears...

Have you ever loved someone...
You carry around there soul...

My eyes they tell a story,
of someone very strong...

Upstairs...dreaming...
I hear heartache...

I hold the towel up to me face,
Sat down against the door...

I blame you for my croaky voice,
When it is I talk...