Look at the dewdrops-
reflecting a crystal sheer...

Pouring salt on
an open wound...

I beg you oh dear
schizophrenia, spare me...

You never saved the poetess
that lived within her because...

We came from humble beginnings
but we fought our way...

Try and catch your
true reflection in every...

Come take a look at my
deep wound; freshly cut...

Are we one step closer?
or are we one step too...

Tonight, love seemed drunk
a bit, or was it me who lost...

Years had passed since the sun
dusked on the kids we were, we...

Your eyes had never
tasted the colors of spring...

Although our story has to
end before it even starts...