The sky darkens.
Every little tear drop breaks down...

They say that to write a great poem,
or a great story...

And just like that, he was gone in the night,
leaving empty sheets to lay upon a cold...

A little at a time,
you gave me parts of you to keep...

Shivering from coldness, she sits alone
in the abandoned forest of over grown trees...

If there's good advice to give you
Don't go making promises you know you cannot keep...

Everything is changing
and I can't make you see...

It seems like everything i do
everything i say...

Misty autumn trees
reaching for the morning sky...

I cut my wrists last night,
didn't know what else to do...

You were the best thing in my life,
now you're a nightmare coming true...

I won't be persuaded to change how I feel about...
your lies are like a fly that you can always hear...