Slit my throat and hope to die |
So this is what it feels like.. |
I hate looking in the mirror because the only thing i see staring back is the face you used to love. |
Deep trails telling tales |
I loved you... what more could you have wanted? |
A smile or a wave |
Once again I am alone |
A lie is a lie until you tell it so much it becomes the truth |
Why are your eyes so very haunting my dear |
You've found me here once before |