I go out with my bare feet
Onto the driveway to see the flowers...

You said I mattered
No longer...

When I'm sitting here at night
Talking to you about anything that comes to mind...

Thought you had a reason to live
But you were so wrong...

I am ready
I am fine...

I will find a way to make you love once again
I will break the barriers that you put up in...

With forks and antique knives
I thought we had broken the silence...

One more time to kill the pain
One more lie from your lips...

At the back of the crowd
She sits alone on an empty chair...

We're all just living scripted lives
Drowned in insecurities...

The silence evaporates
tiny molecules of your voice float about...

I lost my name in your lap
In the folds of your skirt...