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

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

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

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

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

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