My tears run down
my lost and lonely face...

How do you feel
like a promise kept...

Why do you keep
judging me to my face...

I can't seem to get him
out of my mind...

Best friends means....
best friends means...

As black celebration
lines the streets...

Flying low
flying alone...

Flutter of your wings
fractures in the light...

Falling inside the black
so comfortaby numb...

So silently
like midnight snow...

Here's my promise
it won't hurt a bit...

Well i can't help
but say to what everyone else...