1,2,3
1,2,3...

You have a brain to think
eyes to see...

You say these hurtful things to me
over and over again...

To see her leave,
When she says she will be back...

To feel this way,
So lifeless...

Streetlight,
Flickering...

I can feel this pain,
But yet I'm so helpless...

Creating peace is a hard thing to do,
The going gets rough...

This feeling inside
Is so hard to hide...

Kiss me with your broken lips,
Grace me with your burnt out smile...

You make me curious.
The way you smile...

Feeling strongly about something, so speak out.
Make your statement loud and clear...