They look at me like im different
like I did something wrong...

Setting by the window looking in and seeing...
whats with the thoughts i get when i look back...

I don't talk to anyone
I walk alone as if not there...

I'm Just A Prisoner Of Love
A Prisoner Locked Up...

I was lost and unsure
wondering about me and you...

Suicide is all i got
suicide is on my mind...

Her rotten flesh is peeling away
and her hair grows still each day...

You brighten my day a Lil more
then anyone ever did before...