Love, pain, sacrafice.
Seems to be the story of my life...

Patches cover the holes.
pretty soon there are holes there too...

As I walk across the sea,
i contemplate quietly...

Strength is my weakness.
I will not allow myself to scream...

Out of my pen flows these words of pain and pride,
i won't deny that I've cried...

Addiction, this is worse than science fiction.
I don't want to end up like him, steel rods...

You have disappeared,
left so many worlds full of fear...

Go ahead and try to find me,
the blackened forests of my heart and soul contain...

1. I find out where you live
2. i follow you home...

When you throw yourself on the line,
you risk being hung by the rope of your own...

When you hold me close, i wonder if you will ever...
like I've been let go so many times before...

Does my pain bring pleasure to you?
you stand there smiling...