I feel as if i\'ve been used, for my love.
Where did the words go when we said our goodbyes...

Take a chance stare into the sun look away when...

Walking into the night....
drinking of crimson life...

What a beautiful day..
but why do i seem so lost and distant...

Pulling away from the hearts desires....
the act of laughter...

I see the shining, smiling faces all around me.
In a dark musical place...to an auditorium of...

I finally realize..that my problem is,
my loneliness...

Sitting in the corner of my room,
pulling of the petals of a rose you once gave me...

Where are you?
To accompany me in the day...

I see your sweet lips meet with hers.......
I feel my heart break from it's crimson thread...

I don't hate you,
i just dislike that you hurt me and pulled me into...

Hear the pound on the floor
the applause of the hands...