A golden ribbon tied with grace
holds my broken heart in place...

You'll sit there pretending
That sadness is here...

Handling love is harder that it seems
Hearts get broken along with tears and dreams...

Holding on to perfect nights
Holding on to all the rights...

Miles away from someone who cares
counting down the days...

Feeding off of your desire
Anger helps to make it sane...

One last kiss, thats what it was
To start the new, thats what it does...

Only knowing what is right
I try to fight the truth away...

Hollow stair ways
Fading light...

You make me wonder sometimes
if i'm even standing there...