I told him not to promise me forever
because forever never lasts...

Lying on the floor
red turning to black...

When you reached out
i couldnt tell...

I used to be afraid
of admitting it was over...

I forgot what its like
to be put in your place...

The knife in the drawer
the blood on the floor...

Slate, like tears of ash and arrogance
Tranquil, eerie calm dusts the world...

Facade
decitful, pathetic...

Ive been out running my sentance
ive been running on borrowed time...

Please dont leave me
come and save me...

Protected, they say,
by antiseptic, antidepressants, anti-thought...

Fingers run the fretboard
Sprinting up and down the neck...