Laying on my back
Staring into the black sky...

After she's gone
After the tears have all but dried...

I make the cuts deep
Almost delicate, almost graceful...

Biting her lips
Bleeding from the mouth...

I felt so hurt
Felt so betrayed...

I wait next to the phone
Waiting for you to call...

Tomorrow isn't geting any closer
I reach my hand out, but I can't touch the sunrise...

You played me so well
Free love you where trying to sell...

Am I that secret?
That you will never tell everyone about...

What has she got?
That I dont...

The wind blows softly
The tree moves in dance...

Just watch me bleed
Watch the running of my red disdain...