I'm speaking,
But all that's coming out is words...

When the life that you once knew has been reduced...
Some might pick themselves up, scrape up any faded...

Love was not invented for your amusement;
You have no right to use it as a game...

The girl stands alone.
She doesn't know who she is anymore...

Murder is wrong.
It's an inherited truth known from the start...

Murder is wrong.
It's an inherited truth known from the start...

The girl stands alone.
She doesn't know who she is anymore...

I'm going to start again,
Make a new life some where new...

The past I know is intertwined with pain.
Every second that I hold onto this past it cuts me...

The childhood innocence is blemished by knowledge...
Complexity weaves its way into the simplicity...