I can always depend on my knife
to get me through the trauma...

You do not get another set of parents,
you are born with only one...

The only time I think of you
is every day and every night...

If you had given me just one chance
to prove to you my words were real...

I got so lost in this big world,
becoming absorbed in these cryptic words...

What will your reaction be?
And will you fight it away...

I let myself become trapped inside your heart,
believing I'd be safe there forever...

All this time I have been hiding from you,
is because I have really been needing you...

The sky at night leaves me contemplating
why no one could ever protect her...

Remembering creates a battle with forgetting,
leaving my mind stuck in reverse either way...

Remember the summer night
we spent by the beach...

I try to grasp the very first time
you told me nothing would ever stop your love...