I put pen to paper
nothing comes...

So much time has passed
living under the moonlight...

I take a look at you
your head on the pillow...

You promised so many things
what happened...

You said you loved me, so why am I here sitting on...

Lying in the bed
shadow of your former self...

There's so many things
I'm cold...

Weaving in and out of the trees
pushing each branch aside...

Why do you insist on hurting me so
just come back to me...

You know it's true
I've never met anyone like this...

Daddy dear where where you on Sunday
daddy i scored in play ball...

Damn you
who do you think you are...