When you've got no 1 to turn 2
when People that were there 4 you...

Clenching his hand tight
i whisper my final words into his ear...

Dismal days depressing nights
the pain i feel is not to right...

Motionless tears meaningless breaths
heart filled up with shameless distress...

My tears had never tasted more salty
as i sit here with every one but really no 1...

She glances down at the scars on her left forearm
Then looks upon the pieces of broken mirror...