Gas filling our air
our lungs...

Wake up in the morning
and the first that i do...

Grieving
crying...

When you left you didnt even say good bye
i see you in a picture and i wonder why...

The day we broke up
you just went all sad...

The morning you woke up an orphan you had no...

Sitting there seeing you finger threw her hair i...
doesnt matter how many times i cut myself i still...

Im invisible to you you don't notice me
I pass you in the hall...