I know this may be redundant
But I think it bares repeating...

I hope that we will make it though the heartbreak...
all the good times that past and all the friends...

And, even when we extend ourselves, it's only to...
and so often we don't struggle to improve...

Please someone help me - take away my loneliness.
Please someone fill me - take away my emptiness...

In the spring, you will bloom, like her heart...

Just keep making copies
of copies...

You told me on your birthday, all the things that...
and in the streets you walk, you hide your face...

In this city the streets are paved with hate and...
and say, "No, there aren't enough love songs...

Deep, dark crevices
filled with crimson pigment...

And i know that i love you
my heart pounds...

Why does she feel so worthless,
yet everyone seems to care...

You act as if you know me well
you dont know me at all...