It hurts so much to know
that we will always belong in the past...

Young lovers gazing
whisper softly to the breeze...

Asleep inside my coffin
listening to whispering assumptions...

You have no right
to turn your back on me...

I cry silently,
alone in this place...

I hope it hurts
when your secrets are exposed against your wishes...

Desperately yearning
for this unending...

A heart can only grow with love;
a love that offers comfort, guidance...

You left yourself wide open
to his crooked exploiting poison...

Shadow on the bridge,
eyes staring towards the sea...

I thought that the biggest fight in my life
was when I finally escaped your grip...

Theres no such thing as freedom
this hurt will always be...