Another sunday afternoon
Lazy days with my baby soon...

I sit
I wonder...

In the dark, silent...he feels so...
He crawls on the hard ground as he search\\\'s for...

The sound of shattered mirror breaks my gaze....
As I stare at peices of me...

Just because I'm dead inside, doesn't mean I want...
I could give a thousand reasons but maybe they'd...

Defective me
Loaded spring...pressure point...

Damaged from deceit..
Coldness or maybe just numb from your tirade of...

Camo shorts and sun burn...blisters in the sun
Summer time and memories of all the things I\'ve...

Crushed again, no reason why....
Perhaps I'm just a door mat...

She was someones princess
But now she lays broken on the floor...

I stand in my playground of hate....
Looking at my reflection clenching my fists in...

The song that you sing when my feelings are bleak
Pull me back up when I cant, when I'm weak...