I'm sick of hearing all this shit
about how much we love...

Here i cry
tears fill my eyes...

Seeing now whats left ot be
you have what all is left of me...

You walk around all pretty,
in your polos and your jeans...

Jesus Crist my lord
yes God, i am here...

When our hearts departed
i moved to someone new...

Maybe you just don't get it,
all the gestures and the clues...

Looking back
as a young child...

Hearts are always broken
tears are always shed...

Love is happy
love is sad...