When the world ends
Missing your cries...

Take my heart
Take my soul...

She fell from the building
Splattered herself on the hard concrete...

My body is wasteful
My soul is wasteful...

She lay across on the dead grass
Palm faced up...

She lay on the wooden floor
Knife pressed against her throat...

Let me grieve
Of what he said...

It came to me life a dream
Into the darkest part of my mind...

I was flushed by the sight of your eyes
So deep into the space of hazel gray...

Could I ever wipe your face with my tears?
Would it change your mind and make you stay here...

I canâ??t keep myself up
I canâ??t let it go...

I donâ??t want to be touched
I donâ??t want to be seen...