Sometimes myself I feel like he's not there.
I even feel at times he doesn't care...

Love can't be sang or even said
True love will never end up dead...

Maybe the lies will disapear
Maybe the happiness is somewhere near...

Dreadfully cold
Filthy as mold...

My mind stings from memories of you
I've been through so much traumas you couldn't...

Sitting in a pew
Thinking about the pain...

My heart skips a beat
When I know we have to wait another week...

Your eyes are full of shame
You aimed right for pain...

I am not perfect
I fall. I cry. I cut. I die...

It's snowing
Freezing cold...

The Gossip you know lies under your tongue
The real you is becoming undone...

I can't take seeing her like this
Please dismiss her from here own prison...